strychnine lullaby.

[shake_hands]

her breasts were spilling out of her top, worming their way toward her neck. eggplants ballooned and swollen like raodkill carcasses in the midday heat. she flashed a smile with a gold tooth as an exclamation point at the corner of her mouth and i felt sick to my stomach. the bartender refilled my glass and i fingered the boxcutter in my coat

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[shake_hands]

not sure. no shows for a little while. when we come back, its going to be like a virgin orgasm. fast, teeth gritted, and powerful.

[uc187]

is that bukoski?

[shake_hands]

no, thats original.