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DEEEK
by vox et praeterea nihil

i don't see how you
could
stop me i think i
could do this
for
ever

write a word
pen it make it touch your dirty

lightsocket losses, must make it out of here
burn my opiate sex
burn my short desire
burn my never-doing
burn my want-to-touch-you

you say it
don't be afraid

want it

poor old tongue catch
little loose lips

smell the reason in the daystrings
see it when i walk away;
butane could not stand without me
now i want you
to
SAY
it

don't be afraid

want it want it

know me
feel this yesyes yearn

polarize, spin-around, face-away, bottle-turn
upside-down, polarize
upside-down
take away

more to come more to stay
more to enjoy the fresher toys
more to touch drink dream enjoy
more to catch inside my clever wordgame ploys

((((rip)))e)

furry little monster, screamy screamy handboy
crave a little hunger
crave a little department tension
crave a spoonful of cream and cider
crave a seeping of dust inside her

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DEEEK.