alfie lee writing


emasculate conception

some lady run me off
the road wields
a loaded brush punch
my heart

some lady light my loins
afire her lips lock
shot smack past
a hungered

some lady nicotine
so sweet tooth
melt my skin stresspool puddling
coo my
bowels in

some lady arse to spoon
politely fork my brains out
of tune i swoon her holey

some lady put to knife
flick stitch my throat
back up so slip so slit to
gash to hole in side all
night while

some lady bears my bile
away her time she bursts
so frantic winds her teats birth
froth blur forth blunt force
our child


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