Sex and Death 1

Miles, miles away.
You yet stick like
Chameleon feces.
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Warpingmy desires.
Sweet surrender to
You and eternity.
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Her head deflated
red ooze on her thigh
and torn white garment
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Mush-roomy skin and
Heart of burning tar
Blanketed on aeon
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Falling to the roofs
Heads tangled in fires
bursting to blue moon
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Deep dark lumen
Readied tools
Wicked desires on both ends
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