The handshake

There’s nothing else
                                        I’d rather do
          You and me
      let’s take a stroll
down to
                     where the waters
        meet the sand
                                            As we go
                                                              hand in hand
                     to the man
  The Longhaired man


               there he is
                                           all glowing
                                               hunched over a giant
                     starfish
A prisoner
                      It could be done
     Any  way
                                        How would you want it

How would you do it

                  If you could
                                                    redo everything
                                                 How would you do it

                             With his ass up
                                  In the air


                               Fisting Jesus

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8 thoughts on “The handshake

    1. pseudonymous Post author

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