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How do I love thee?

How do I love thee? Like a baffled nerd Alone in my bed, uncaring, undressed All without ever leaving my nest Like a newborn chirping hungry bird This question you ask is really absurd I’ve always imagined it simply a … Continue reading

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Succubus Bound, or: Shall I compare thee to a Shakespearean sonnet?

With lines of chalk, in blood and semen mixed, They traced a circle, pentagram around, A tripod standing, camera affixed, With runes and signs, a succubus they bound A gorgeous woman stood there in the nude She glared with fury, … Continue reading

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