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Repugnance He stirred in the shadows, crept into a moonlit doorway: His good name undressed by desire, His waist inspired by bottles and poles, His peace throttled by need, His seed primed to feed a warm womb. He awaited a waif, walking wistfully into wild night: Imagined struggles stroking his distention, bleeding out glistening drops upon a coal black Slab, dribbling man dew over Fingers that linger. Enflamed flesh clasped and firm. Slow rain wormed in crevices, Need-engorged tissue stretching fly stiches. He became what they hate and fear.
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Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
Repugnance
Repugnance He stirred in the shadows, crept into a moonlit doorway: His good name undressed by desire, His waist inspired by bottles and poles, His peace throttled by need, His seed primed to feed a warm womb. He awaited a waif, walking wistfully into wild night: Imagined struggles stroking his distention, bleeding out glistening drops upon a coal black Slab, dribbling man dew over Fingers that linger. Enflamed flesh clasped and firm. Slow rain wormed in crevices, Need-engorged tissue stretching fly stiches. He became what they hate and fear.
Know the enemy...
The-Sea-Sage
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Dec 19, 2020
Dec 19, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
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