Another narcissistic queer brown boy, fried by self-interrogation and trying to go outside for human contact for a change.
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I brush my fingers up and down his spines,
Body plump beneath, untouched
By faggot hands, floods, and drought.
I brush my fingers up and down his spines,
Body plump beneath, untouched
By faggot hands, floods, and drought.
tiny cacti latched deep into my skin,
swallowing every drop before the sun
Has had its fill.
They, I, do not ask a single question.
Just drink.
tiny cacti latched deep into my skin,
swallowing every drop before the sun
Has had its fill.
They, I, do not ask a single question.
Just drink.
Washes over cracked earth on whim.
Thunderous gurgle resounding
Through newfound Dry,
“please, please, please, drink.”
Washes over cracked earth on whim.
Thunderous gurgle resounding
Through newfound Dry,
“please, please, please, drink.”
Coordinated reservation.
I’m too much of a faggot for
Watering schedules and leaf trimmings.
My faggot waters know little consistency.
My faggot waters know famine and feast.
My faggot waters are desert river,
Coordinated reservation.
I’m too much of a faggot for
Watering schedules and leaf trimmings.
My faggot waters know little consistency.
My faggot waters know famine and feast.
My faggot waters are desert river,
Whose living room, a lit in foliage, health,
A well-adjusted queer lives here.
“He doles his heart out sensibly,” The Monstera might say.
The trophy, orchid, proud of every
Wet, clockwork kiss.
Whose living room, a lit in foliage, health,
A well-adjusted queer lives here.
“He doles his heart out sensibly,” The Monstera might say.
The trophy, orchid, proud of every
Wet, clockwork kiss.
tiny cacti latched deep into my skin,
swallowing every drop before the sun
Has had its fill.
They, I, do not ask a single question.
Just drink.
tiny cacti latched deep into my skin,
swallowing every drop before the sun
Has had its fill.
They, I, do not ask a single question.
Just drink.
Washes over cracked earth on whim.
Thunderous gurgle resounding
Through newfound Dry,
“please, please, please, drink.”
Washes over cracked earth on whim.
Thunderous gurgle resounding
Through newfound Dry,
“please, please, please, drink.”
Coordinated reservation.
I’m too much of a faggot for
Watering schedules and leaf trimmings.
My faggot waters know little consistency.
My faggot waters know famine and feast.
My faggot waters are desert river,
Coordinated reservation.
I’m too much of a faggot for
Watering schedules and leaf trimmings.
My faggot waters know little consistency.
My faggot waters know famine and feast.
My faggot waters are desert river,
Whose living room, a lit in foliage, health,
A well-adjusted queer lives here.
“He doles his heart out sensibly,”
The Monstera might say.
The trophy, orchid, proud of every
Wet, clockwork kiss.
Whose living room, a lit in foliage, health,
A well-adjusted queer lives here.
“He doles his heart out sensibly,”
The Monstera might say.
The trophy, orchid, proud of every
Wet, clockwork kiss.