got the sex drive of 15 young bulls, but the women are all scared.
Fieldwizards and firetops. Wobblybirds on snowflowers. Chilled milk and chowder for the little prince. Mothercake for mumbled thanks.
excuse me, i thought you were also the center of a fractal
dopplergangers in case you both explode, who knows it could happen, true love too qui… like a limerick, obvious stupid si… like things aren’t. also, angular
the very idea that i could be
lie still. be quiet. please understand what happens so, next time
nobody goes mad on purpose, also never is it not shared,
no means no. no response means no. (everyone knows maybe means nothing
yeah, the contract the social one, so long ago supposedly agreed to, we were born instead into. what
I just felt what I think I’ll feel always, once we’ve finally met, and share this cool space, like an open secr… It felt like all my favorite songs…
they really do know how to shove something up your ass like
better fucking eat it all up. time is getting drunk & may puke, be rude, before finally
so, come on then, brilliant one, see, i’ve been waiting for you with eyes
yes, i’m saying sunshine & rainbows will flow from your heart & other lovely places like living liquid
being drawn back unlike a bowstring but down and in as water finds the lowest
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