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Jul 2010
i have never made love
i like to **** and watch the gears move
feeling your organs being pushed in and out
you must be too skinny
a two inch worm could make your skin crawl
shake
shut up, shut the **** up
this has nothing to do with names
this has nothing to do with what's behind your face
i just want to watch the gears move
grind
these parts function
with an undeniable force
like an atom bomb
supercell
i ****** for days
now it smells awful
like a trap for all the rotting emotion
blankets the air
and skin
and cloth
with the smell of a stagnant
sweaty hate
******* is an act of violence
but it is not a crime
intention determines that appearance
with nothing but good intentions
for every woman on this earth
they are all beautiful and deadly
but making love is a crime against god
because he keeps it for himself
deals with it only when he has to
and i thank him for that
Carl Hoek
Carl Hoek
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Carl Hoek  new york city
(new york city)   
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