Love
To leave
Spaces.
They want
To come
Inside you,
Take
themselves
Out,
And See
The Impression
They were
Capable of
Temporarily
Leaving
In you.
—-
Revel
In the
Prolapsed
Asshole
Of their
Post-Coital
Absence.
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I spew all these words at you, releasing them from bonking around up in my noggin causing a ruckus.
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