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Apr 2020
"words so excite me that a pornographic story,
for example, excites me sexually more than a
living person can do." - W.H. Auden

  Her smile slipped a little bit
  and I knew I'd struck a nerve.
  She pretends to love me because
  she has no idea what love is.
  She wants orderly not chaos but
  she has to spread her legs and
  play along and I play my part.
  Here's my seed and piece of me.
  Plant them in your barren ground.
  I might still reach for the sun.
Acme
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Acme  71/M/Charlotte, NC
(71/M/Charlotte, NC)   
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