Legerdemain

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StiffClit
StiffClit
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I, sleight of hand, nimbly
bend convention; cast off
the missionary position and
focus, to first conjure,
then expose the underbelly
of your eclipsed sordid desires.

Well propped with paper and pen,
dark mistress of the dirty mark,
every inked line leaks each
thrust, stroke and arch.

Your gut grinds with a
certain hunger; my stories,
your feast. My trick, quick
fingered, your treat.

Curious you, watch and patiently
wait as I bait, cast and snag
the nasty couplings, contrary cravings,
your alter ego dressed in drag.

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StiffClit
StiffClit
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2 Comments
Syndra LynnSyndra Lynnover 16 years ago
Very nice!

I liked this a lot: every inked line leaks each

thrust, stroke and arch.

write on!

jthserrajthserraover 16 years ago
Oh very nice...

nicely sordid, powerfully phrased, well done.

jim : )