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22 March 2024

liquid energy

she said I had potential      in the form of liquid energy      the kind that runs right over      to saturate the page      in a red hot flush of synergy      she loved the cut       of my druggy cliché mystery       and though that stuff is history       she said it all so sexily      that I didn’t really mind        and we made love      in the shadow of the gallows       on a bed of poisoned arrows     they say that lust is blind      of that there is no doubt      she poured my head       into a bowl of wild piranha        she peeled back my banana       smiled once for the camera        and snuffed my candle out

 

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