urgency for potency is not kidding, is a crash and tumble in the flash

and leach for literary latchmoms ?

Plug and Battery

Using anothers travels as a potence of shared plug and battery to get her done — and include.

Some poems on my revamped site are pretty good — not killer not buck the fuck. Narrative is all over the place. Tons of ludicra.

Same. Only worse? Yes, no, as ever working through issues…

A fem bot that sucks on pee nest of time with derelict presumption and the fly flo forlorn poe grow — potty for poetry, my damned ramalamb rhymes.

The urgency for male potency is not kidding, is a crash and tumble in the flash and leach for literary latchmoms ?

Attack and attach the lonely heights, be a thimble with carefully punched holes as bleed out slow, killit not kill it killit not kill it. Its anger wedged against my loom broom and flumes like an unraveling tomb a mob. And sex for god dining.

My rhyme and phil o soffit, saturations in the bleeding sublime — and the “if onlys.”

O drenched the big con fusions, as muscle for.

Its feeding wire connected to falling in love with anothers body of parts in mind of god the nod, as they say, outside of time — the body in raucous lament flagrant and seesh ka bob.