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Click hereI am resolute, my cock scout tipped and ready
a hybrid of disaster before laughter
in the catacombs of a vibrant haunting
I see bullets riding pussies
until the asses rise above sheets
into fantasy faces
without concern for the abortion
of Never, Never, Land
I am a hydrant of desire
ill kept and bad invested
as misunderstood as my limp step
which now leads me down the shore
I gave up hats because they kept the heat in
my brain is hotter than my loins
she was a contradiction, but I had it coming
after years of walking away
It is the revelation that bleeds gold into new days
I grunt my push ups at twenty five before I kiss the carpet
If a valve bursts let them know that I loved life enough to live it
Her cunt is just another river
it flowed my way for a short time
before it switched direction
so akin to her changing mind
I fly dreams into fog
as I read a Robert Frost poem
and think "How Boring"
though he is still a hero in my eyes
I need something more now
something less defined than glass
and an aftermath
and an aftermath
I need to laugh
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