den of dick


i'm going to slip into something a bit more comfortable
she says
and the same way skin slides off of a humiliated face
somehow unnoticed, she
dances down into the den with her fresh new breath of flesh

purity and dusk
are what fill the thief's gut
we've taken punitive measures
to sew the fucker shut

04/02/2011

Posted on 04/03/2011
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