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Fist Fuck
Escher89phi

I could use a shoulder to wet.
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I have two.
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I use
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them often,
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though not for the
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purpose of wetting-
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no,
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I hoist them up.
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they are white-flag surrenderings to questions.
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questions like:
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"Does any of this mean anything?"
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cue flexion
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of superior
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trapezius
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muscle fibers.
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questions like:
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"will I ever
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find anyone out
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there who can
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save me from
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the sadist
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in here?"
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my Roman
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empire shoulders
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rise and fall.
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All of the yellow moon
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questions;
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"what in the
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hell am I
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doing here?"
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"am I totally
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alone?"
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"who are all
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these mechanical monsters,
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sirens
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and fools-
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these dull, dreadful, ornery,
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dead husks?
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where do
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they hide their shoulders?
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their kindness?
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their God damned brains?"
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the seas
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on either side
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of this
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colossal,
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inquisitive, answerless mass
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of thoughts
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just
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swell and recede in response.
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I need a shoulder.
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27 Apr 16

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fuck
 — dvdsxr

reread because it deserves it. the imagery in this is mammoth.
 — dvdsxr

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