karen sinclair

[kazymoochacha] (brighton)

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Work In Preygress

Our knots gnawed by that garish aged rat
Time
Frayed edges fall on pastures
To be chewed as fodder
Fill ones udder if thou must
Mine inner mind
Mine lustful loins
Tis lost on wasteful bounder
Strays such as you

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