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In title it dangles. A portentous root-vegetable. Aggressive in its promise. Domestic in allure. Swelling is unavoidable. It comes with a gut. It comes with a harness and a wrinkling leather belt. I’m growling, more bear-like. Vascular, blooded in cocktails of babies, phone-calls, a raise. More love, less time. Nails are yellow-er Weather-beaten, careworn. It comes with her Unconditional resignation Poor girl, to a man, to me, Poor boy, with skin like eggshell. Perennial givers - ‘We must take what we want.’ I look at the back of my hand, see if I know it knuckles like rock, touch light as a feather.
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 12:51 PM UTC
Manhood
In title it dangles. A portentous root-vegetable. Aggressive in its promise. Domestic in allure. Swelling is unavoidable. It comes with a gut. It comes with a harness and a wrinkling leather belt. I’m growling, more bear-like. Vascular, blooded in cocktails of babies, phone-calls, a raise. More love, less time. Nails are yellow-er Weather-beaten, careworn. It comes with her Unconditional resignation Poor girl, to a man, to me, Poor boy, with skin like eggshell. Perennial givers - ‘We must take what we want.’ I look at the back of my hand, see if I know it knuckles like rock, touch light as a feather.
joe-bradley
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Sep 6, 2016
Sep 6, 2016 at 12:51 PM UTC
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