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PK Wakefield Sep 2014
what hot,
estimable lances
of adamantine night

pass drowsily

of exact turpitude
before my hands drunk

in comely seas
of neck clean
and wholly depraved
grasping


                 (the hanging of a boy wish
                   between sallow columns
                   of chaste eve;

                                            a caricature emerges:

                      that self of sometimes dreaming
                      illeasy
                      nymphness.                                      )
PK Wakefield Sep 2014
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                 "Cruelty is a more genuine expression than kindness."






















































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PK Wakefield Sep 2014
um um um um

    (wut wut)

the *** yer
mouth

    (impaled

on slender tragedy
of girl lips breaths)

sum uhv ****
,way down    ,
yer throat

(please
)    that    (

i of

nerves exactly
body more

dither with
precise warness
of boy fingers

into tingling *****
coyness of unshy

–thigh and bone–                                                                                              )

yer
yer
yer

swallow-allow teethteeth

sc

    ****

                ing

('gainst
hollow
and
tight
instants
of instant

                     SPRING  ,  )
PK Wakefield Sep 2014
i (tyou th) e
sound

uhv waves
the

cool
and trembling

breaks white capped

little oblique distinctly

)sighs

emit(

moonlight
PK Wakefield Aug 2014
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"I've never been with anyone as rough as you before."

































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PK Wakefield Aug 2014
whose own body have i been
beyond myself to live?

some grey some black
tiny little box of tick
tock, little snap
little whir
and crank

over the engorged aperture
of girlflesh parted on spits
of young wanting-to-be beautiful;

snap snap
whir tick
tock film,

film over light
over film
over electric
sensor hot
at mouths

gush twaining
snip
snap

(1.8 60)
too bright
too light
not enough
chiaroscuro
when you're

"lick(ing) her ****"
PK Wakefield Aug 2014
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    "Do you like it when I call you a ****?"
































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