i stumble onwards
from day to night
thinking of neurotic compulsions
mine disguised as earthy love
riverbeds and marshlands, harsh continuous rain
the full green fields, the swing of your breasts
yes, your breasts and your kisses
the crowds inside my head
shoving and scuffling
this way
that
forwards
to the left
retreat and regroup
be political
retake the highlands
use your prick
see with other ideas
go with the crash of the waves
use, abuse, seduce
the sea and the rolling waves
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