Tuesday, January 24, 2017

experiment 216: pipeline

funneltunnel, face to face
your skin clearly 24 years old

& i love yr hair, o--
fitting between cruelties
of our times & cohort effects
i forget my tumescence is mine,
like worrying about it even happening
this hall of slabs
cantor warning, imam floating
proxemic.

are we divided?
but your smile as i slide
shapeless sex.
digital smile in pixels
i touch,
buffer & roughen, blink alcohol down
& you smoother than before;
my ingrown hairs bumpy thighs

scratch a mosquito bite.
Blood center pooling
in coconut oil
a hair springs out.

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