i've been
fallen leaves in mud
crunching under hard rubber souls
broken pieces
stains and
residues on
a used condom
in the waste bin
you can see where
i've been
poem 102
lava spit avocado sperm
what we take today you'll leave
knotted hair
angry beetles crawl up
why not?
get those fucking kids
hey
marijuana smoke smoke god
lambs of
inside the inside of veins
dogs dogs bark
why not?
red satan face
devil scream
cream anodyne filters and
love hates a happy ending
poem 103
your arms felt nice
octopus tentacles
suction cups
my
penis mouth nipples
and
quiet hot hot breath
sun rays
backs of neck knees ears
were both
tongues
wet eels
inside ears nostrils assholes
reaching fingers
human fingers
assholes nostrils ears
underwater
under sand
under
thick
red cough syrup
in a bed of mud moss maple leaves
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