Saturday, October 24, 2009

heel it, reel it .


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Keep Me Sane.

sex that has a rod
hex that has a nod
lex that has a sod
dex that has a bod

with covered eyes
and opened minds
with covered cries
and opened grinds

the meat of heat
the fleet of beat
the seat of neat
the eat of cheat

and animal horror
feeding on sorrow
napkin open lips
damage my hips

i can't think no more
beat me, hit me sore
gimme more galore
not any latex whore

metal through my brain
grip me, whip me sane
leather gloves ready
chaining sight heady

spider webs in action
from the foot's faction
gritting teeth shining
curvy bones whining

legs open thunder
bent down under
here to blunder
below you under

in the daring dark
we'll find the spark
in the looming lark
we'll find the hark

;[signed]

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