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stay the night tonight

stay the night tonight…

we’ll put the pillow between us

separate the yes from the penis

it’ll be our no hand’s land

marked with an asterisk

We’ll talk about the things we hide

who you kissed and when you cried

just don’t wear the green thong

and say you love me like

you did when we could still

shave each other’s pubic hairs

like we were in love…

and make no mistake:

I’ll say we’re just friends—

but it won’t end with a period

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My name is Michael and during my free time I avoid having a day job. Strangely enough, this gives me the freedom to run this blog. I write just about anything that can be considered art. I also occasionally post articles that may or may not be relevant to the theme of this site. You’ve been warned.

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