by gene defcon
Crisp genitals thaw the void between us at one thousand square-inches per second
A secretive warmth spreads like a many-armed man along both butt creases
Modern man might ignore a rampaging tingle but I’m a throwback to a simpler time
I sense that lethargic gringos have navigated this reverse food chute… so says my father
The most bitter craving is not satisfied in a force field – Mayan proverb
3 thoughts on “Specific Exchange”
“crisp genitals” is all you need to say. . .
I you sure that’s a Mayan proverb? Sounds vaguely Sodomite to me.
I googled the last line to see if it was some sort of interlaced deal. Then I felt like an idiot.