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Approaching the body through metaphor

every trans person is a poet


I lick that forest between your thighs

hold that hungry, compact cock of yours between the edges of my teeth


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I only fuck people who need turns of phrase to

guide me across their skin


a big clit

a pussy, just, not there, a lil' ways back...


Why would i not crack myself open before someone whose tangible essence unfolds in mystical expanse


yes, you need me to glide my hand across a smooth chest yes

yes understand mountains as flatlands meaning yes bring

the heavens down to earth meaning oh god you need me

to receive revelation yes yes


I don't fuck anything without a 4th dimension now


I don't hold nipples that don't hold a sous entendu


I don't tongue a body without a scar


I don't lick a pussy

that doesn't both

stretch as high as the cat tails of the south

and nestle deeply between the hills of the promised land like the Valley of Tears


I don't fuck a body

that doesn't know itself

as a metaphor


Once I got to taste

fucking a poem

I mean

good...god