I am thinking soul’ stripping
And maybe shark back diving
Into some deep African ocean
Would souls actually bleed?
I tell you, I don’t want to be tainted bloody red
After discharging my fantasy
I tend to be irritating
When my cravings wind up disregarded
But I have a propensity for being infuriating
If the repercussion of my urges
Cease excruciating
So please my yearnings
Strip my soul
Throw me into the ocean
Then clean my soul’s wounds
I am done being bloody red
"pig correspondence", A New Collection of Poems
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Here at Lulu our Nickel Hole Press have just published *pig correspondence*,
a book of poems from a few years ago. This will be on Amazon in a few
weeks. ...
4 years ago
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