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Having Lived With You

having lived with you/ for so many years, i kinda knew what it was you wanted/ what it was you liked/ in that orchestration of a silent language and other things tongues are for/ the darker planets of your delicious bed/ how sharply in it, your cistern just beyond those…

Your Organizing Abilities

organizing them is like putting together a bunch of cats in a race to see which cat was the fastest god knows they do not listen to me but maybe it has something to do with the bullhorn

The Black Rainbow You Have Painted

even the sex with you is always dark and to break it with a lack of hope my cock in your mouth and the antidote oblivious of any infinite book of secrets/ your tongue slipping into my urethra, and no i will not piss in your mouth because i am…