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sir, your change...

Posted to Poetry

stagnate water, oh yes,
i know that taste and smell
with the growth
of entire lifeforms
so is it really
mis-directed by myself,
(of course, we go back
to self)
occasionally seeing
a different path
taking a few timid steps
but only out of fear
then that fuckin' fear sends
me right back where
i started.
willingness, willingness
i pray for you
i see you sometimes
but have i the
to be willing?
only when i hurt
bad enough.
but in the pain i
find a small
but powerful amount
of pleasure.
so go ahead, beat me like
the fuckin' dog that i am,
just after i lick your