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this is so insane
that these tits
are under that shirt
in this bar
my bar
smelling like smoke
as all these cigarettes
let smoke hang
coming down
from the pool lights
like cylinders
like long hard smoky
penises, wrapped
in the dark folds
of the bar's darkness
where fingers
graze legs
caress asses
touch necks
in that never-ending
flirtation that is
alcohol

there are three tables
in the back
and I've fucked a girl
on each of them
cause my cock is
the same height
as the coasters
on it
which stuck to one slut's back
after I'd filled her up
with my own juicy cocktail

this one
will get it
on the stairway
with kegs bumping
into her knees
as I stretch her out
in the dark

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