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Bad Sex
"There's no such thing as bad whiskey or bad sex." Roland Flint
We were screamers that year.
Gina, the lady downstairs,
"Confined" (new poem from "Eating the New Species" series)CONFINED
Honestly, Charles has worn me out.
I won't be sorry to find my bed.
He can whine more than fat little William.
- CIRCE, DID YOU?
