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one left shoulder, one right leg a joyful hand a foot mud spurting from a warm dream here and there, ongoing amid the nocturnal wedding sounds a love worn thin when it trembles on the happy left side of the body i was caught in the act mother of all disasters, nature gains freedom and the mistress who points a finger hey hey hey whatever you wish, i’ll choose that!.. on my collarbones, the fine embroidery of chestnut scripts the sentence of the people and the era’s breath of love the flower that resembles a dome (the crown it wears!) my breeze-like, splendid stride with those beautiful feet the peacock’s tail of allure honors and rewards not my eyes but the room’s floor and without relinquishing this arrangement i adore i let time wink at my body’s transformation to the square i’ve knowingly brought the gloom with you in a sacred state your laughter froths your spirit sinks i recall in the field, a placenta the cow’s head of divine motherhood as protector lying at the edge with two lifeless horns in my lap let me show you the leg atop of me and the thigh in the riverbed’s jar in the mirror trace of gender’s alchemy i’m sorry, i must say this now i’m rigid as half my flesh in skin tone and loveless, please i swear i’ll choose whatever you wish my name my name my name out there… my image flees your name outside it escapes every city, every letter!
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7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 6:39 PM UTC
song of the body
one left shoulder, one right leg a joyful hand a foot mud spurting from a warm dream here and there, ongoing amid the nocturnal wedding sounds a love worn thin when it trembles on the happy left side of the body i was caught in the act mother of all disasters, nature gains freedom and the mistress who points a finger hey hey hey whatever you wish, i’ll choose that!.. on my collarbones, the fine embroidery of chestnut scripts the sentence of the people and the era’s breath of love the flower that resembles a dome (the crown it wears!) my breeze-like, splendid stride with those beautiful feet the peacock’s tail of allure honors and rewards not my eyes but the room’s floor and without relinquishing this arrangement i adore i let time wink at my body’s transformation to the square i’ve knowingly brought the gloom with you in a sacred state your laughter froths your spirit sinks i recall in the field, a placenta the cow’s head of divine motherhood as protector lying at the edge with two lifeless horns in my lap let me show you the leg atop of me and the thigh in the riverbed’s jar in the mirror trace of gender’s alchemy i’m sorry, i must say this now i’m rigid as half my flesh in skin tone and loveless, please i swear i’ll choose whatever you wish my name my name my name out there… my image flees your name outside it escapes every city, every letter!
cemyekta
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25/M/new zealand
7d ago
May 27, 2026 at 6:39 PM UTC
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