Love like poetry.
Heartbreak’s a eulogy.
Basic instincts, primal desires.
Pornographic scriptures engraved on my headstone.
Bury me alive.
Let love remain absent.
An early 90s back issue of Hustler magazine in its place.
Cheap matte pages sealed together with the white stuff.
The good old days; a tightly-sealed meat flap across a double-page spread.
Unshaven, if you please.
An authentic taste with phenomenal sensation.
Aids in the fantasy until I take my last breath.
I’ll see you at the burial…Testosterone and Gravestones
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