I don't want
to grab your leash
and jerk you along
behind me.

That's a lie.
I do.
But what the fuck good
would that be?
Fucking Coronado
converting the Indians
at fucking swordpoint
poisoning history.

I want to
make you want to
walk eagerly beside me
leash in your mouth
and place it
still wet
into my warm palm.

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