Subconscious Sexy Sexabation

You rode a bubble up your dream and into bed. The words came out like stray vowels as your legs twitched.

Let’s walk on sweat together like twin Jesus figurines and find a neon place that plays only Mingus. Let’s discover the flavor of the moon.

I need you to bend me backwards, fold me up, stuff me into a French press, and squeeze some inspiration from me. Before you drink me let me have a sip.

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2 responses to “Subconscious Sexy Sexabation

  1. Adam Matcho

    This is good. A solid and lucid work of brevity. And the pics before each poem are great. I am glad I stumbled onto your blog and will continue to do so in the future.

  2. indeed let’s have a sip 🙂

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