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i'm tired of writing poetry

that sucks shit

i wish i could have some
kind of a breakthrough
some kind of a visitation
by a muse

i can picture her

she would come to me
bare naked
with long, flowing hair
and smooth
 smooth legs

her breasts would
be full
and her
areolas dark
and round
in the center
of her full breasts

she would sit
atop my computer monitor
legs open
facing me
and every key
i typed
would give her pleasure
a little tickle
of her firm little
flesh button
and i would write forever

but until then
i must keep writing
poems like this one

poems that you can wipe your ass with

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