or on second thought,
let’s not talk about food.
let’s just eat because
the last time we talked about sex
we both got dizzy
and fell asleep without touching each other.
our spirits ached in the morning.
Tags: animals, body, food, mind, poem, sex, spirit
Deal. Food beats sex anyway.
from the sounds of other people’s conversations, i’d say it’s a close race. Some people seem to live in an ocean. Other people a desert.
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