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Sep 2010
touching bodies in the pit
sweating like some fat thing
swinging to the power of the drums
beats that beat me like
the poor lifeless equine
in the middle of the track
i feel her and i shudder
i feel him and i quake
i feel all of you and you feel it too
because we might as well be naked
****** here in the pit
the tones that tear our chests apart
threatining to explode
in a shower of glorious gore
binding us in blood and love
dance dance dance
c.
Zachary Devitt
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