Friday, March 22, 2024

How can or May it be so visceral?! Vanity out the windows, blasted out, inhibitions flushed down the toilet, our toilette’s better be done!

 No stops no barriers, was there ever really any resistance!?!?

What was anyone really either ashamed of or afraid from!?!?

What’s the name of this replay, this game, this taunt, flaunt!?

What’s to gain? Any thoughts anymore of pain!? Any sprains?





Not in the fucking foreseeable! Just whether we being game are

Able!? Mable, Gable, the body-physical is gone to blubber mush

Pulp pant pamper pistol piston perky partakes piss persuasion, pot

Pimping pumping, perfuming percussion persimmon, pancakes!





Syrup maple dripping from our frazzled hair and wadding them

To our foreheads,nwithout cares, no scares, no scars as of yet! All

So preliminary, all so base basic bastards and bitches we have become!

We don’t give a rat’s ass as long as we can smell each others! We are





So fucking pissed, so out of it, so not aware, so dazed so dazzled in a

Delectable numbness of sexualities drenched drained dragged through

The others sweat, it was so sweet once, the thought, past that, no even

A memory of it, any of it at all, our neighbors heard us, they have come






To cum for our spoils our spells our so-availableness that they pause

So quickly to see and decide for themselves, they’re home, what the

Fuck!? You take one, I’ll take the other, we’ll fuck them silly all over

Them once again and keep it up till we look just like them, and we all





So sweating swearing shitless grinning fall in one big heap run a mock!

Gd they’re all so messed up, like we’re taking them like candy our baby’s!







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