May 16, 2025
More in Old Poetry from DMV Call me a Hypocrit but a happy one
I protest The meaning Industry creates For profit Of love
Until I open the card Skip the strategically Typed hype See Your words
Printed in blue ink 223My love, my passion, my conviction, my love, I love you224
And I melt Like butter and let the shortbread Go straight to my thighs
Industry be damned because I believe
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