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As the Redwood Ages (Free verse) by DurtKL

I, the dead man sleepwalking, Grindin through mugs of Folger's, While Poppin No-Doz as my fingers tremble. Eyes pulse to the beat Of books, thicker than the Torah, Dancing the tango with the Hardy - Weinberg theorem. Watson and Crick, The ambiguously boring duo Fucking the Virgin and Cornholing God. And as redwood ages on, The condom lies drying In the wastebasket.

-=Dark_Angel=-, P.I. 1-May-03/6:17 AM
I like the way you've used the condom as a metaphor for your face. My face is moist and supple.




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