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leggy
Ham hued her pussy, not fussy about the clam Screaming too loud tell her can it Don’t ask her can I because she’s pushing my head down She’s wearing short trousers, I see most of the gams Saying oh damn like an amish seeing an ankle Hem raised enough, lying in the hay hair astray…
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Word hoard
How many whips I dream of Like Richter Belmont memory repeating at hairline’s receding Remembering Nintendo, intending to smoke a blem of endo Before I get close to ready to make a poem, forests of trees Endor In the bushes plotting the end of Empires, toy sales their sights Revolutionary until the swill’s your favourite…
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Guardpassing
Can’t pass guard, too much lactic acid in my arms Can’t get hard, too much insantic passion in my cranium Need new combats but too fatigued to fire up the camo jeep Djeep lighter speaking to me from the desk I write at The devil’s mess I make that, then I write that No takebacks,…
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What I need
Barely time to dress, leave looking on fleek Scribing, writing treatises on daylight’s nature I can’t sleep without feeding on my tincture I take it in my teeth cave like the mama teat And suck until I’m succoured Looking at acres from every angle Looking at feet, Tarantino onlyfans I have a holding and big…
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Light garden symphony I
Violent veinblue fruits, humid and gelid, frigid fruits growing in pair in parity Pears like misshapen timers depend from branches, inching in rarified air Cloistered bower like a statue of old power, He glowering from flowerbeds Arising clod-capped his foliate head, beleafed, beneath a crown thrifted from reeds And driftwood, verdigris forming a hood, his…
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