2003-09-08 - 11:12 p.m.
dear a. i have licked been licked am licking need biting punching grabbing making it real. i will drink you eat you in tongue-size dream-size morsels, pace the devouring of you before full swallow. i will continue to shred through confusion on the tails and tales of desire. i do not seek mystery nor mystique. i want to know and be known. move and be moved. love and be loved. come and become. but i will fuck and fuck minds because i am the pulp of myth whose magic is edible. we always seem to be...something in the shadows of ourselves. i want to face you and take you deep inside. and you WILL be with me. come and give your soul a resting place. s.
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