i don't wanna fight i only wanna fuck
when i say i want to eat
your cunt and have
my tongue run
over your nipples i am
being obscene. when you
say you want to play
with my balls and suck
my cock life dry you
spout poetry. and you are
as treasure lost
at sea, wash on shore, swept
across desert, shadow
to the lee. dropped
call, drunken text, whatsapp
with that. blood before
bone bled, beyond pain, hold
yourself up on the outermost
lane. baked in sun, ground
by grit, rumoured
of a mill, fucked up, not
quite ever, spurned, yet over
it. so without
will you, willfully
turn to your tricks.
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