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When I am not part of the collective consciousness
When a man with a beautiful penis adores me
When a man with a beautiful penis sees innocence in my mess
When a man with a beautiful penis turns to me
in the morning, that time in the morning
when his testosterone is spiking -
when he is huge hands
and I am soft tits, warm hole
I am happy when I hallucinate figures
in the corner of my eye.
When God finally gets me to sit down
and stop speaking, scheming, spinning myself
into sickness.
When someone says "look at that"
and I've never seen that before in my life,
When Wednesday feels like Sunday,
and I remember summer
only consumes half the Earth.
When I think about dolphins.
And when love intertwines with the oxygen
in the room
and no one asks how much it is worth
or where it should go
or who it belongs to
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