[1]
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Hair and flesh
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thus enmeshed in measured touches
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longing lost
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in a vale of secret pleasures
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no one knew,
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no one knew
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we could replace the rib and remake Adam
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in our room
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no one knew
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starve the beast
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in a hungry, torrid feast
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of breath and teeth
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[2]
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incomplete, as a unit,
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unix meet barbie dolls
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play for kens in
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games of doctor
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made the nurse play along
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Hermaphrodite gains its kingdom from our blindness
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we close our eyes
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to our hearts and livid crotches
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to be cross and alone
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[3]
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our tongues and lips are smothering
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our lungs and hips are shuddering
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feed w/ me
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hand to mouth
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our eyes combine to form a shining sturdy sundial
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the weather wets its tongue and licks our hearts completely
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a muscled tongue that wrestles pride and my ambition
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lets have a match and TAKE TURNS PINNING EACH OTHER
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write a message on a feather
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the wind unfolds its bold precarious plot
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trust the currents for the better
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Love me back together!
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in a feast
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breath and teeth
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Feast Of Breath And Teeth
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Look What I Did |