Thursday, July 20, 2006

The Song of L

Fat sister, you love him
so you never see it
and so he can haunt all those who will dance
Once you were naked
his piercing ferocious
and he squirmed delicious, deep and immense
You never knew it
how they laughed about it
how you'd embrace every secret he'd tell
Come, broken blind woman
and run through the rhythm
I will teach you to blaze, bleed, and kill

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