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Bad poetry "damoiseau"
dick gets hard in the daylight
tucked so far below my soul
it shivers and
I shiver
one of us is going to say something —
a low curling whisper that slithers on bedsheets
or a sigh. We both know our place. But I’ll never get what’s going on
between myself and pussy
between the desire and the
diegesis. Instead we both stare at each other for a little while longer
barking.
