You know,
we could eat the cosmos
if we tried.
Click once for concord,
twice for overdraft.
There’s gum in my ear
from another century,
green in my lungs,
and a cool blaze
in the seat of passions
that I will stoke, stroke weightily,
until daze end.
But you disrobe
at your leisure
in a pink haze of instinct,
and the pleasure
this gives to me
is highly pressurized.

-r. miller

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