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I swear to God

You’re meant to be worshipped

with very soft

erotic passion;

fashionable

French dress

or

more appropriately

overcoat of the

sexiest yet subtle, discreet

variety, fine like

fire, undeniably chic

no?

worshipped by me:

*

There’s your poem 

darling; now come to me

please? stiffened on one knee

kneeling

turned to an ice sculpture

statued by Medussa-

Why do you do that?

a hopeless romantic

drugs wine weed and

healthy stuff,

cheese baglettes,

Surely, Fuck!

cigarette cigarettes

be the dead zone

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