Mixing sweet and salty
Picture this:
Dried tears in the salt shaker.
Sprinkle some in.
And this smooth lifeblood,
like honey, let it fall into the pot.
Ummm.
Tastes good.
Just let me think of death as a gift,
cry, or not, as I please.
It's not like you always need my lies,
but sometimes you do.
Hurt myself?
No, uh uh. LOL
I'm cooking.
Sexual Side Effects
Rusty urges nuzzle up to me,
iron hot, chained.
I want in,
I go out.
This is oh so
running in place.
Matthew Burkett Julie Clark Deidre Elizabeth Mario Melendez Patrick Frank
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