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FOLLOWING YOU AROUND, SNIFFING YOU OUT LIKE HUNTED PREY,
YOUR WANTON SEX AND FEROCIOUS PANTINGS MAKES ME CRAVE
YOU
LIKE
MIGHTY ZEUS PINED FOR P..
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‘You’re asserting that it was DC, in August?’
“Yes, your honor, I am.” In the day, the sun was smiling and at night i..
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Blinking: “Turn me on”
So you turned me on.
Inserted or downloaded,
You then hit play.
‘That’s feels good’,
Hope..
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Proteus, splashing by -
A washed in whirlpools of insatiable curiosity,
his wagging tongue creating
odysseys of kings reclaiming legacies.
Prom..
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Could there be…are there any survivors?
Must target the roving bands of liars, thieves, loiterers.
What phenomenon garnered such abject dev..
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Old ho hums,
reminiscing of the days
her guitar played their drums,
of how salty her dress misted
from the roving sailors come.
And it was not d..
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Why do I even try?
WHY?
Is it just to fill my life
with something, ANYTHING before I die?
Why do I try to love you?
Why do I do all these lovin..
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How is it that I feel this way?
I thought we’d just meet on the Aegean bay
for the sake of it,
departing with the usual dismay.
But the fa..
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Inbox... Full of rejection notes.
So?
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