you write poetry like a girl whatever
that means
the sun is a bee stung tongue
alive a hive of hits
the lake swells a blue vulva
buzzing with pleasure bits
i see approaching mazzy
fins of vertebrae bare
back taletelling my belly
ache lusting there
in the underbrush mounds
arise knocking knees go
slow sidelong wind thorn a
rose panty no
love means no licky
no dicky no mickey no
mouse of ghosts and paper
cuts in this doll's house
yeses certainty death and sexts
flora fauna lips to madonna part
curses all hexes on exes
i set i'mma gonna start
fires that can only be put
out with oxymoronic
abandon the honey
of my own wild herstoryonic
random for a song of a lark
i steal a hug invoke a spark
you plug and finally be done
with it tears flood of course
blood
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