Best Contortion Poems

CONTORTION CAUTION

Antic
         Tantric
Frantic
          Spastic
I warned you that antic tantric sex
Could turn you to frantic spastic wrecks...

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My hands are sutured 
behind my head. 
I lie like a fallen yield sign 
on the side of the road. 
My path is yellow and humble. 

My hands separate.  Pull. 
And split open the back of my skull. 

Evolution takes place in the gaps...

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