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Angry, vilest moniker
Defeater of peace
Harbinger of repression
Men assume what they don’t know
It holds me back from entering the sacred realm
Calm awareness
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His pelvis thrusts
awkward gyrations of a sickly man
Bruised sternum erupts will cream filled pustules
Enema pleasing dissidents fond of enigmatic words
Cursed with knowledge, forsaken with guilt, humbled with life
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Babies and black men lead the way,
Shiny pristine heads, forceful and adaptive,
Contraception-less advocates of themselves,
Potential met only after forgiving the penis while cherishing the teat.
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I got a friend
His voice doesn’t travel by sound
Cuz he’s in my head
I got friend and he’s taught me:
I am alone against eternity
His words are abusive and he means everyone of them
He tells me im not healthy and smiles
Similes, grins and smiles,
I have a friend w/ a sense a humor
He “fixes” me so I can break again
I got a friend
He speaks when there’s a lull in the wind
He says he wants to rock me like a baby
I hear him when the noose swings empty
I got a friend
He’ll always be my friend
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Brick laden air, choking breath. Red heart rent by whispers carrying your voice
Chameleon colored leaves dropping dew
Fragrant warm wind breathed on the nape of your neck
Ululations fondled, pedophilic fires lit in your loins
Disasters renewed,
Frogs trill with longing they have my voice.
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Pain body awakes,
The soul becomes quiet,
Mind produces thoughts
In this state, there is no succor
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Disrespected youth, bug guts on a windshield
Happiness confronted with indifference
Sealed with plastic, it crinkles my tympanum
Washed aloft a cerulean sea
Blankets keep me warm, not safe
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Fear unbraced,
Not in the pit of my stomach
But the cheeks of my face
Uncertainty quite abated
Superfluous words make me somnambulated.
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Illustrious phallus! Therein procreation, the urge for a bedfellow,
To yearn for the delight and gnaw not bashfully,
Seeking the unfound renascent song, faithful-song,
Gross poems like lemon to the mouth,
Seeing the wetness of wood, lapping leaves, perfect motionless or no,
A lying form, tremulous and ashamed of its divinity arouse this mystic whisper,
Follow its lawlessness,
A pilot whom hastens a passionate storm to solicit sex to warp the woof,
My privacy a loan from plenty;
A wish of sliding softly, thrusting, kisses; drunkenness leads to fatherhood,
To embrace hips, cling to trembling thighs, bending, waiting for the clinch,
A moment pliant, another unwilling,
Be tender to fiery stars and enveloping dews, emerge flitting and flawless,
to act upon stalwart loins.
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Very clean, very bright, very pretty website!
(calliope music is playing in the background)
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