The shadow felt like an emery board
against my lusting flesh dark of tongue
with chatoyant jalapeno green eyes
hemorrhaging decadence for my lonely
dripping from its depraved oysters
naked shell screaming, “I vont yor blod”
rinsing out memories with Selsun Blue
swinging on a rainbow of delirium
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