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Contortionists
Gathering slack in cracked baskets
coiling up piles
of fruitless forgone toils
the unholy unraveling
of my festered form
braids of unpaid weight
drape
my silken snakeskin plaits...
shedded salacities abate
Us - inclinations unhidden
urges unbidden
enlarged ideals set on icemelt
pedestals
"Here comes the sun..."
my fellow deviant darling
& though I sit
in chairs I've carved
with hard-backed hedges
I hold down my traversing
hands...
& the blood they shed
beneath my transgressive thighs
My guilty flow spreads
over the seat
proof of crossing
heated X's
over forbidden lines
& flagrant evidence pools in your eyes
coiling up piles
of fruitless forgone toils
the unholy unraveling
of my festered form
braids of unpaid weight
drape
my silken snakeskin plaits...
shedded salacities abate
Us - inclinations unhidden
urges unbidden
enlarged ideals set on icemelt
pedestals
"Here comes the sun..."
my fellow deviant darling
& though I sit
in chairs I've carved
with hard-backed hedges
I hold down my traversing
hands...
& the blood they shed
beneath my transgressive thighs
My guilty flow spreads
over the seat
proof of crossing
heated X's
over forbidden lines
& flagrant evidence pools in your eyes
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