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Aug 2018
oh, I know how the blood trickles & flows;
believe me, I know;
mother's wet arms,             twin       Latina
sisters shuddering in the dark hallway;
I am the shadow cast on the graffiti wall
of souls;                      following the trail of candy
       into the maze-like ****** of the brown dwarf,
where dwell the       maidens w/ towering crystal minds;
seven, eight, nine feet tall,                   exposed to
toxic shock syndrome &
HPV, [         ], [        ]  invading  
                      my wet dreams &
bleeding consciousness [my Anima is a monster
                                       made entirely of vaginas];
                                                 knowing girls swell                    
      & point toward the ceiling until
motherhood's gravity drags the hard
round ******* to the floor; [                  ]
wet, dark & mysterious [        ], [          ], she waits
up for me in red                  
inside & out
where the white ****** turns blue
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
(... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...)   
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