Core Temperature

A Poem by Mike Michaels

Be the art, arc

Touchstone, the spark

Tiny things grow, gamble

Simplicity states, mutates

Why quit,, write more

Until dicks, tits fall off.

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Added on December 16, 2024
Last Updated on December 16, 2024

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