The roaring
belly of the record player,
Flaring matches,
This is just
a one night stand.
Light wind,
pushing my used up body
Over hills
of cascading white breasts,
Raised ass,
ancient adorations,
Statues of
our legacy!
Canonized
lady’s man
Reigning
forever, shore to shore!
Sperm, spit,
saliva, smeared
Through
humid nights.
No cops to
refuse them.
"Sign it," I asked. He signed: Mark Leflar
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