Shane Michael Manieri
I have worlds
to burn.
I am
a wobbly state
of Materia Confusa. […]
I have worlds
to burn.
I am
a wobbly state
of Materia Confusa. […]
some days I am both the joker and thief
lying to myself hiding
within
my hands cradling
the stacked stones collecting their dust […]
Your body will not pucker and spoil
today, tonight,
tomorrow.
I will not claim it.
I will not seek it
cold frozen. […]
my little nubbins are truest buttons, fuchsia-shiny, squat; skew
slewing over my pot, from my weak limbs faster […]
dirty words are manufactured, too. this should be considered when getting buggered by a scientific socialist. her locs long enough to tickle the strap-on — extended-praise — […]
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