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Acid rain turns to syrup and drips from your teeth Your hot breath smears down my Vegas nerve A brackish, deja vu smile "Why, what steely eyes you have, My Love"          "All the better to slice with, My Dear           Not You, of course. Never You." You grab a sloppy hanful of me and I yelp Greedy sand inhales my feet           Hoping to **** the calf meat straight from the bone An idyllic honeymoon retreat           Turns to sun-bleached quicksand Smile! Smile! Put your arms around one another A child's reprimand for my bad acting           For my grimace-smile of bared teeth "No need for you to act like some defensive, scared animal" You hiss           With a booze-heavy arm around my neck Your body becomes a foreign creature           Of heavy paws and lumbering Queer stench previewing intentions My body has never seemed softer or smaller or more desired Except that night that it was stolen by another oversized man monster A self-martyrized poet A possibly imagined volume The ugly fear ghost pulling faces on an impressionable mind           Imprisoned by itself Your words force the horror to sit in a chair Tachycardia symptomatic of nothing Your lost whiskey lips search for my ****** No need to act like some defensive, scared animal
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May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC
Paradise Lost
Acid rain turns to syrup and drips from your teeth Your hot breath smears down my Vegas nerve A brackish, deja vu smile "Why, what steely eyes you have, My Love"          "All the better to slice with, My Dear           Not You, of course. Never You." You grab a sloppy hanful of me and I yelp Greedy sand inhales my feet           Hoping to **** the calf meat straight from the bone An idyllic honeymoon retreat           Turns to sun-bleached quicksand Smile! Smile! Put your arms around one another A child's reprimand for my bad acting           For my grimace-smile of bared teeth "No need for you to act like some defensive, scared animal" You hiss           With a booze-heavy arm around my neck Your body becomes a foreign creature           Of heavy paws and lumbering Queer stench previewing intentions My body has never seemed softer or smaller or more desired Except that night that it was stolen by another oversized man monster A self-martyrized poet A possibly imagined volume The ugly fear ghost pulling faces on an impressionable mind           Imprisoned by itself Your words force the horror to sit in a chair Tachycardia symptomatic of nothing Your lost whiskey lips search for my ****** No need to act like some defensive, scared animal
drunk trauma scared sad abuse ***
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May 15, 2020
May 15, 2020 at 5:37 AM UTC
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