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tired of sport-fucking my muse

my cock is strung out
on quick fix
pawning my substance
for tiny suicide
 
to save for me
one scrap of mystery
i must insist
that you stuff your pussy
back into your pants
 
i can't bear to see my poetry die
so weakened
complacent
towards your love
 
lead me again through the woods
hunting for spores
weaving stalk til fiber
speaking elf to tree root
 
let us let lie the smirks
of the uninspired
and give in to the deep
belly laughs
of the cosmos
 
make me scrye romance
from the facets of peridot  
in your meteor
before we collapse again
our space
 
talk to me in the tongue
of wild wonder
 
and if
 
my league of distinguished gentlemen
veto your proposal
on the premise
of unregulated passion
 
I will
 
for the sake of love
lop off the head of every leader
 
and drown
satisfied
in the earned opening
of your flood gates
Written by lightbaron
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