Could you send your nudes please?
I mean, I know what a nipple looks like but,
your plans to topple (or just tipple) the government are welcome.
I mean, I know assses are round but,
a round of fireplace-scar-stories helps build character.
I mean, I've seen a split clit but,
Split lips to bare teeth are the thing to die f-- (chokes.)
"The last Will and Testament of the poet states that
any information shared will be
buried, cremated or, planted with him.
It is to be evident that he understands
the sensitivity and brevity of the data.
So does he understand that
it is in full capacity
of the sendee
to expect a quid pro quo.
It is only fair.
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The Good place
PoetryThis is a collection of all the poems I've written about everything I'm curious about and more. Literal pitstop is the pen name I write under on WordPress and Instagram.
