Once reproduction needs
Have been put to bed
The Pleasure Center illuminates
Like stars in the night sky
Same-sex genital rubbing
In Bonobo groups
***** Dolphins swimming furiously
And that ******** in your nightstand
****** light bulbs
Of dopamine and oxytocin
To fit one’s socket
And personal preference.
The Center for all
Exceptional satisfactions,
And the sinister ones,
Chained to the dungeon of the ID
Advancement flirts with darkness.
With denser crenulations
Comes a twisted taste
Can you guess whose tongue it belongs to?

Dec 28, 2015
Dec 28, 2015 at 2:59 AM UTC
Once reproduction needs
Have been put to bed
The Pleasure Center illuminates
Like stars in the night sky
Same-sex genital rubbing
In Bonobo groups
***** Dolphins swimming furiously
And that ******** in your nightstand
****** light bulbs
Of dopamine and oxytocin
To fit one’s socket
And personal preference.
The Center for all
Exceptional satisfactions,
And the sinister ones,
Chained to the dungeon of the ID
Advancement flirts with darkness.
With denser crenulations
Comes a twisted taste
Can you guess whose tongue it belongs to?

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