i be bussin lips all over this city on a horse named bisquick all over this city in gigs openings on subway cars; a horse bussin bras with one hand, alone she falls limbless out my kiss with blood across my bussin whip I take the M train home trash your basement with dirt, squish you in the dryer hole evaporate cum ubiquitous My hot linen cruises left the corner of a deli the crease of your leg lean my cigarette breath bussin fags all over this city all over this city in instants instances i be bussin lips bareback, bisquick
All Over This City
Jul 19, 2024
Slimy Mind
A collection of slipping: poems & verse on desire, anxiety, attachment, sex, capitalism & grief. Slimy Mind is what u want it to be
A collection of slipping: poems & verse on desire, anxiety, attachment, sex, capitalism & grief. Slimy Mind is what u want it to be Listen on
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