

Fake Antipathy6:00 AM. T H U M P ! T H U M P ! Stomps beat the Aisle’s concrete, the soles Minced in weighted walksFake Antipathy
The feline road was
Trembled with a
Mute second-rate charm And I allergize myself to you.
Still, my eyes fancy your unsightliness A reason, c u r s e d !
Maybe, idiocy has foiled me Yet, I convoy your course to the h o u s e of knowledge
As the tide rolls, My feet trace your vile trailblazing in a Desert of your solitude and cretinism Shame on you and


The KissA kiss is permission.The Kiss
I thought that was beautiful.
So cold, so stern, powerful steps one after another, after another. Your strides make the sound of a faint wind
rustling through tall grasses as you brush past me. I smell fire in the brush beyond.
Your fierce jaw line, squared off, leaves no room for mistakes; it would seem to me the rounded curve of my chin would be unforgiven by your no-nonsense facial structure.
Yet your eyes, so much kinder on the tameness of my cheeks . . . e
Well, it's nice to see you here...good luck!
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"If it weren't for electricity we'd all be watching television by candlelight."~George Gobel
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Okaii?
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Only my body is proof, If I swallow down the night, thats my climax
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