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swollen meat seeds
swollen meat seeds
I am that whole seed
that seeds ideas
in humanity
long and short
are just imaginary
it’s the deed... the deed ...the deed
how tis accomplished
differently
by different ones
the swords are all
identical
what does an inch matter
plus or minus
it’s the strategy
of orgasming
that finally wins
a pen simply seeds
Poetry is nothing else
but emotions
in motion
Published 12th Feb 2014
| Edited 13th Feb 2014
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13th Feb 2014 1:47am
This poem is swollen with ripe metaphors and I am enjoying the fruits of your pen that seeded these seeds..... :)
13th Feb 2014 4:59am
