my insides light on fire. like a candle
has touched the tips of my toes and sent
the pain shocking through my system.
i hear the footsteps in my bones as they
throw my weight skyward to the yoga
instructors. stretching my limbs beside
a goddess with a dragon tattoo on her
thorax. i need not my iPod to imagine
possible futures. in my room listening
to sweet funk in the hellish summer glaze
that is the evening. running the tracks.
or maybe melting the part of me
that keeps me down, oh, i'm in chains! i must
sweat off my restrictions! i cannot believe
that sitting still and eating potatoes has
turned me into a slab of nothing all my days.
sloth, thou art a beast! vanity! to my aid!
show me the will of the warrior in all my
mirrors! sunder my cock with such need,
that i might carve it a proper vessel. clench
by clench. heartbeat by heartbeat. drown
my mind with movement. and shake my core
until it arches and maintains its shape.
so that i might bridge my body and my power.
think about the tremors all those vaginas will
endure once i fill them with my smut. holy
fucking sex! that sounds like a great idea!
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