Sewn So Soon

I'm no polylectic, my only need her recognizing and then twinkling eyes, connecting, to the cheeks that go boom; I want to look behind me. To be so lucky, it's a sucker punch; how do you stand? Walser did come to praise, but I to rake, say: tell them, you wantneed to fuck, it was always them, before you ever even knew, you don't know how, or why; this is going to where seeds twist and then turn backwards into the ground waiting for water. My toad is getting bigger, and I must be too, not to want to go all vivarium on his pubis-ischium, along with a few house geckos; must enjoy the sun, must enjoy the sea.