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Except that I don’t want to sustain this

I want to clear cut through your clothing until we are barren and open with each other

Seeing all our flaws and dents

A mass of stumps erect towards the sky

I want to run my fingers through the dirt of you

Be covered by your lust

Toss myself on top of you and watch the stars roll by

I don’t want to be selective

Sustainable

I want to clear cut through your cloths

So you can see every part of me

So the rabbit in me has nowhere to run and hide

I want to clear cut through your cloths

But I’m afraid of eroding our soil