A trickle
down
the
inside leg
Male clear fluid!
What you
don't
do with it,
Or traverses
hot skin
to dry,
dead fishes
along stubbly rugs,
Neatly despatched from
a dread mouth...
That flicks
red,
Past
a
pimple,
Slows...
Silvery -
A Sticker of fecundity,
Stop watched,
Sealed atop
each vein.....
A code bled,
TIME REAPS US....
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