Shudder Merciless

 

The germ of love gotten from the blood 
of the grove is the bevel of the clog
Orgasm is the shudder of the macabre
Ink blots on canvas shit stains on rough cement
It never really comes off
must I Carry this bags of affectations for my long jump
How will I ever reach eight or eighty
So I scour at my psyche
Read a Constant cleanse and reduce contact
chicklets opens their mouths even 
When a predator happens on its nest
The Love you claim to have found was 
a conditioning of cells
Designed for duplication
The aim of life is it's continuation
It's a ridiculous sight to see a long jumper
with a hand bag
What are you doing with a wife?
Shudder at the macabre on your own
Shudder away shudder away read and
shudder mercilessly on your own
Shudder shudder shudder and clean 
the spunk of love
On the wet rag beside a sweet sweet sleep


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