Immobile & transcendent.

The tents of gods and men,
as prescribed in the Book of Vaginal Secretions.

Duly prophesied and
quarantined.

The game of liquor consumption
leads to war. Leads to his expulsion.

Fuck me.
With the intentions of calculated risk,
beat the fuck out of my
serial lies and my methodical ignorance.

To please me,
drop your heart
from the balcony
and trust in me
to break its fall.

Before it shatter.

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