Abject

The current between us abject beings
We can be whatever you want to call it
Wade into the deep end of temptation
Metallic ripples backing lurid patterns
We tread the slim possibility the auric
Web that was our beginning together
That time we got a little dirty stepped
Into the constellation of you together
Succulent thickened fleshy engorged
More than usually fleshy
An example of process
The viable availability
Of all the world

About ubu507

memory documentation and manipulation
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