bad back,
heart attack-
the birds and the bees
can have it back
please
the naked city
seems
twice as pretty
tonight
with/con u/tu
by
my
side
no need 2 hide,
absolutely no
reason 2 run
towards the moon
then jog into the
sun
n write my name
on its rays
or go to the pacific ocean
catch a wave then tattoo
my face in the wake
of things to come-
take a holiday
and get yr hand all lubed y
wet y ready 2 mutually
masturbate
in accordance
with fate-
u can wear/use a snake
o better yet an anaconda!
i don’t wanna
lose u again
my friend, so
that is why i’m
gluin’ u 2 my side/
alongside my hip
just like we are conjoined
twins-this way, everybody
wins! today,
yay! hip-hip-hooray!
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