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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required what happens in sleep, stays in sleep, no? you hope. you do your best to forget the places that you’ve been & the people with whom you have done despicable things. you tiptoe through the tulips, boundless & naked sniffing, snorting, injecting, taking in, breathing out, licking, stroking, fighting, resisting, surrendering, lifting & stretching, opening, holding, squeezing, massaging, drifting, imagining (within the realm of the imagined), thinking, tripping, delving, diving, swimming, sucking, lapping up everything, orgasming, kissing, beating, oiling, vibrating, shaking, quaking, sticking, enveloping, pulsating, pricking, smoking, giggling, screaming, moaning, cursing, cutting, abusing, losing, bathing in the juices, sweating with the animals, eating with the carnivores, bleeding with the tortured, engaged like a prisoner, questioned like one ever so guilty, out-killing every murderer that you have ever dreamed to utter the name of, forcing them to pray to you, forcing them to worship you, forcing them to pleasure you, forcing them to feed you their own flesh, forcing & thrusting & easing & climaxing, gushing & trusting---singling out brand new safe words--- & you got 10 winks left & your eyelids start to shutter, flick & flutter--- you ride ride ride with pride pride pride your blood now 75% foreign substances in binging & cringing & toking & placing the cid on the headband--- tying it tightly round your head, on your knees with a guitar that you can’t play when awake. you trip like you will never stop falling & echo out the decent with the loud fresh tunes of your very own national anthem being belted out by the steel strings now being plucked & struck with those precious digits that in the past 30 winks, have done such dirty, dirty things. you’re running and your muscles spasm with bursting eruptions---you shoot & squirt your fluids everywhere, all over yourself---& they run down your inner thighs and leave you in a pool of stank & cold sweat. then the lightening strike of pleasure & pain begins to ebb. someone is pulling the blinds as the light comes blaring in taking all your secret domain away & you are a prisoner of the real time war on freedom that you call a life---again.
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