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The Deep End
Entertaining fish as I dance in her sea, music of my mind, the rhythm in my hips, all communication through body language, as I swim through her sacred coral reefs hidden deep beneath the cold open sea. I am but one lonely fish, searching, seeking, where many other fish have failed, lost in a lonely dark empty hole, at the bottom of her ocean floor, then she spits me out, covered in sand, I find myself swimming at top again. Although her attempts to push me away have weighed, I am a fantastic swimmer, foolish as it may, I continue to travel, alone, across her cold and lonely, dark empty sea.
Donkeys
This unbelievable horse built like a thoroughbred linebacker for the Green Bay Packers, ran and ran and ran, as the long thin blades of grass danced to the mighty winds song, there was nothing this horse could not catch. The sure wisdom of the ageless crowned trees clear traffic on his way in, soon darkness will be in charge. Thump, thump, thump! Galloping away, the horse suddenly distracted as a bunch of donkeys caught his sight. They weren’t determined to win and be the best, he approached the pack and never wanted to leave but natural light’s father races down the pacific, this horse raced after him, terrified by his speed.
Giant Elephants
Giant elephants parading through town, young infants stretching for the big run, early enough the rising of sin, capturing each moment the elephants expand, diluting the brains, controlling the run.
As the adolescents sprint through premature ejaculation, giant elephants begin to appear, taking with them the lives of the poor, eating the weak, controlling the world.
Then there’s the man who just cannot see, his run becomes a walk, his mind becomes a tree of money, blinded by the ego, me, me, he grows into a giant elephant, corrupted by greed.
Moooooooooooooosh
Ed flew over the tree with a beer chasing behind each shot, he looked over at the boat and saw a crooked crocodile smile, when he flipped on his back and snapped off a whale kick flip and slipped into fields of purple roses, so soft and bubbly, caressing his fall, surfing through oblivion, Ed tripped amongst the seductive sea, speaking perfect harmony, the waves were fucking the shore, slamming on top, caressing the body, building a storm that brings the ultimate orgasm, as the white wash sneaks higher, spreading across the land, Ed fell prisoner to her strength, as the laughing lizards watched him sink, into the fallen trees underground.
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