ghost broth (sonnet)

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Nachthexe
Nachthexe
36 Followers

Tonight I want you dull and bestial,
honey mammals on all fours. do not think
while I reach around you for a nipple
or grab your hips to lean forward and drink
in your flesh scent, kiss the back of your skull.
Grovel on your hands and knees while I press
in slow. Yes, the wicked and the sacral
all know these muddy blues, too. Hiss out, “yes,
baby, yes.” hiss out nasty, delightful
things. Ghost broth is what rude boys and sassy
girls all speak about. mad delirium.
Let us go beyond words. take our push-pull,
push-pull to a sweat fuck that cannot be
captured, written down, put in a poem.

Nachthexe
Nachthexe
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tazz317tazz317about 12 years ago
IS A GHOST FUCK

differ from a blow-up, TK U MLJ LV NV