You’ve Got Cum On You / 2016

Sharpen your teeth and roll and rock

Wear

Nothing

And blunt the edge of “that” thought

Rusty, dusty mime artists  don’t look at you

When

“They”

Perform

Lusty, sultry, slutty, sunbeams trickle across your brow like thought-processes and sand

Lion Bars and Hen Parties collide with shape-shifters as if tiger-like (lite)

As if the spark had never happened

“Wear nothing”

And call an astro-nought

Wearing nothing

But

Your cum

Speak in morse

Code

Deliver a speech to those who cannot countenance the glance and the dance

And present your ass

When they “perform”

The can-can.

 

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