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Bluelighter
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I would drink this piss beer to fuel my growing obsession,
to numb these fits,
to heed the swerving nerve,
and plug my dripping contentment:
it’s what leaks the reserve, drowns the mind, and distracts me from all the trouble
of keeping myself free,
(those padded rooms, chain clangs, Thorazine.)

I am a slave to symmetry
and today it’s yours. My sweet cheek delight,
you fire my loinful dream machine.
I swear I melted into our futures and it was all a boy could ever wish,
I hummed.

If you stand beside me I will earn it all,
I will escape what brings us unwanted weight
and sift thru the warts of old age.
To settle with the gems, and burn the rest to hell,
please-- you, the sweetest face that ever woke to my wonder,
dance with me
and you will never yawn again.
 
a seduction to be sure. is this a real woman in your life or simple a fictitious story?
 
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