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May 2014
the tongue is just a muscle
that helps our face to taste things
your tongue allows the hustle
that breaks the grace
of tasting
your tongue juggles the struggle
when you eat me like a pastry
my thighs are now your muzzle
and your knuckles **** my brains clean
sorry not sorry
this is where my head is today
Julie Butler
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Julie Butler  CA
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