THIS POET CANNOT NOT THINK ABOUT IT

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It seems to be assumed man is independent of his privates

once poured tequila on a fire pit to prove a point to teenagers

this is the way the world ends not with a bang but a gargle

what kind of high does a poetic line offer  

It seems to be assumed two nuclei form one derives two

It seems to be assumed two new beings are equal products of the first

It seems to be assumed equality

the kind of high a poetic line offers lovingly tears the nasal cavity

bloody boogers for days for weeks for all is fair in love

toss gorgeous when all is blown away it goes away

It seems to be assumed a drug metaphor is apparent

when we forget kindness is not how I met your mother

It seems to be assumed your mother has disappeared

as if nothing more than a baby bell pepper or headed cabbage

or a very dense central region of an atom