I am subject, me,
for my object, you.
Fortunately.
I am pretty.
you are too.
Then you are subject
and I your object.
Nothing wrong.
It's just like that.
And deep in sex
we back and forth,
me the one,
you the other,
you the one,
me like you.
Forth and back
till we be come
the one in love,
knowing its ok
to be these ways.
Yes, we the selfish,
we come back
to where we start
again, again and 'gain.
To Harold the hoarder
Jun 30, 2016, 10:49 AM, a missive to my dearest . . . oh, better not say. [begin message] Dearest Harold (the Hoarder), Thank you for your ...
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