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Lapdance
plastic dryer and a lintspoon
cry, turn, spread
you think that you run some risk
in a marathon way
mess turbulantation
crackdown semantics fooling
superimpose
such intensity it frightens
girl Manchu, and I crumble
now I remember the hard white curve of that calf
please, allow me to cramp it up
the toes curl and tighten as if attempting to grip a knife to cut out the welts and the rust worn bricks of our time together and I am wracked with sensation and awe because I am not so proud even as I prattle and we meet forehead to forehead two pasty smooth dark minded individuals bent on bending and rolling and jerking and on and on and on as needs be
