by Brian McCloskey
Soldiers take wilted vegetables. I like to put on something soft and silky. Every nipple, thumb and anus springs from his imagination. I was drugged and left for dead in Mexico. I've been hugged. My troika was pursued by wolves. She is sucking my tongue. My grandfather was a big sneezer. Everyone must put beans on the table. A naked girl exhausted from sex. What killed this dead mouse? Our brains are in danger. I made a mistake. And some old toothpaste from her grandmother suddenly gets terribly cold. I thought we could just cuddle. Man with mutated left arm is fishing. Could you always be sleek and sensual? It's just a building thing. I found a piano. Who's having sex with the hen? But despite the history lesson, she doesn't have his horn. Your grace is totally amazing. I put my plate on someone's piano. What I could smell was a pot of boiling underpants. She can't stop screaming during sex. He had a face like a giant fist. Then all that was, was fair. Life of mine, I love you. Four arms, two necks, one wreathing. Limbs that even flexed nervously in black hose stretched to breaking point. The joy of love is in loving.