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[sheensha]

At PrideCab there was this really cute tranny boi named Michael who performed spoken word. Can you say infatuated? I think that if I could ask for anything for my birthday, that's what I'd want <3



*

she sat long and hard in that desperate room
slowly becoming smoke
the skin peeled from below her eyelids
sagging flesh
turning moist and damp
coming off in sweat and tears
coming off in chunks in my hands

left naked and exposed
legs spread
neck bared
lips aching
heart trembling

she sat
disentegrating

*

for you.

in the lenght of a cigarette
bare feet pace on unpolished wood
the firm, unfurbished house of my desire
rattles from attic to basement
you hold me solid against your flesh
bucking hard against your body
the unpenetrable silence against my eyelids
most stale smoke wraps around my fingers
encapsulating our last breaths
filling spaces

what do you want from me?
what?
what is this shit were talking about?
what is this fucking shit were talking about?

be my boxer, baby
my belly ahes when i think about you
my stomach hurts
and pushes against my kidneys
swelling pressure against internal organs
internal anxiety
skin from bones
ribs blood muscles
the center cannot hold
the center cannot hold
my bottom is dropping hard
unsteady
i need to guy myself
to tear
to cut
to leave
to flee

i stand
on hard ground
my toes digging deep into the sand
leaving temporary marks on my surface
i need release
"i need release" she seems to scream
I NEED REALSE

stop.
puase.
what?