I'm a poet and didn't even know it!

Fueled by my wrangling with the spiritual side of myself.Enjoy!(untitled)ai-ya!she screamed because she stubbed her toeson a golden deity and wondered whylittle g god had forsaken hersometimes it rains papaya juiceand she rubs it into her flesh,the sweetness is her unseen loverfelt she fornicated with the supple saccharin.searching for salvation, she escapedinto the sublimeand tried to punch a mountainthe moon stoppedpapaya juice impregnated her with avoodoo childa kundalini epiduraland she wrapped her progeny inkabbalahthis tathagatha tot was predestinedto be messianicas soon as he was weaned from the milk and honeythat spilled from her breasts forforty daysat night he cried from hunger.an ascetic adolescenthe abandoned his virgin motherin search of the potent papayathis proves my love for Godhe said as he bathed in dust

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