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Porn Star Become Celebrities

I thought I’d lick your chapped lips
as I discovered myself again,
this time in the shower,
Dial for Men soap water massages.

It’s been this way for a week,
a routine of a little longer soaks–
thinking of how old Xtube.com gets,
how Cherry Delicious loses her flavor.

Kiss him as I crouch in cold water,
choking my unit with barrel fisted hands,
spitting its white envy down
a pubic hair clogged drain.

 

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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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