Look now, I have made you a major homo fantasy
From my colorful walls, graffiti bits and smoke.
You have been mocked. I won't lie.
Your wiener has been a joke on this very page.
You have been given a pink underwear under an army jacket.
My heart is bigger, my legs brassier.
Still, you the star of these poems. You will be hailed for your bitten nails.
Lies and nipple biting in an open bar.
Come inside a smokey room. With a paper and pen. Incense and cigarettes, flowers and water. They all go together, too well.
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