Sluts Poem by James McLain
Sluts
Yes, ' like I you were.
And into that you still are.
Beings, 'from the top too the bottom around
from the base is the music you hear
when you do.
It is said.
That drums reaching inside come they don't.
But they do as is each, l'ike the ear
tempanic it shakes
that membrane remembers it is all
and you do.
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