a compromise: we take the
hallucinogenic tea and chop
our dicks off, though i can’t
promise you not to fall in love.

because i’ve been thinking
and i wouldn’t mind not
having a cock as long
as i could wake up
with you every day.

and not for the rest of
my life either, because
i don’t know when
and where that is.
just tomorrow morning.

maybe the morning after
that too, as long as you
don’t start to annoy me
and i don’t start
to aggravate you.

Sales job
Slow to take off
we have a chance every year
show a pattern
agency growing
warning system
the limelight computer
on new footing
to start a new era the
salaries of corners
biting on the inside of my cheek.

medical miscalculation
inverse life saving targeted
rolls the dice, takes the stand

zeal can cloud suspect cockpit nonsense
for an opening displayed more class in the
twilight of career to their standard recruiting goal
stun guns
just a rest stop sled builder par
to ease talking, breaking, society, culture
in a face off; want to question the crooks
is just looking poised to win new attitudes.

people take shots
coffee project
blame the killer
in working concessions
terror camps
now get it.
drug was yanked
scramble for specialists
!!!
it’s non fiction
misses volatile moss
controlling the supply
demanding leader’s return
among obstacles tempers styling
for the masses.

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