placenta complacent in
your fridge, frosty
freezing foreskin off
the door
knob.
kisses, kisses, lots
of kisses on the doorstep.
dreams a vice, a
spice to life, a leaf
flutters on the
space between
the spaces
leaning in
the wings.
the stage sagging. she
loves. and her love is
infinity and her passion
calls out and he responds
like water to a sponge.
his cock outsprung.
ready for the rape
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