Ineffabilious Glow

If I could, I’d stand with you

and listen to

the here’s and now’s of everything –

severing

assumptions when we can;

but honey, I’m a stickler of a man

who’d rather eat a jam-filled donut

than ineffabilious glow. Shut

your apertures with me, my dear,

and quit these vapors that appear

to be the holy thing.

Let’s fuck and sleep and eat and sing.









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