a baked affair / fucking gluten

by Michelle Kubilis


crumpling tissue paper organs
pumping pumping pumping
gas pedal to the belly,
twisting insides to balloon animals &
shaking
my snowglobe brain.

but those sex eyes
suave, velvet
RED velvet –
they squeezed me good
filled me up
then left the morning after.

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One thought on “a baked affair / fucking gluten

  1. MORE

    How much do I love you? Is what you ask Let me search my soul to handle this task

    I love you

    More than the stars in the sky More than the mountains on high More than the valleys so low More than all the rivers that flow More than the sands on the beach More than the fuzz on a peach

    I love you with every beat in my chest Hope this begins to answer your quest Oh I almost forgot I want you to know I like you a lot EdBroderick

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