you can read a lot of books about evolution and still be totally amazed by how you get so horny that you don't know what to do with yourself.
aces

walking down through dismal places

washing soot off of their faces

different animals and races



we are set apart the moment we use more than what we are

for something more than becoming merely more of what we are



you looked so hot with your sock torn halfway off your leg

am i gonna be held to the fire for wishing your boyfriend dead?

and i wish i could know you as more than a shape or a sign

for what you are

or may well be

or may well be



ages

in a dream about my darling

my thumbs were fins and i was snarling

you were there and you were watching something happening



it wasn't me and i could tell that you were someone else

white flowers: it was chance that i was happening as well

and we have nothing but the time in common here my dove

but if that's all we may as well assume that it's enough



you looked so hot with your sock torn halfway off your leg

am i gonna be held to the fire for wishing your boyfriend dead?

and i wish i could know you as more than a shape or a sign

for what you are

or may well be

or may well be
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