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y to push harder drenched and tense before the shred.</p><p id="8114"><i>You are just a bad girl</i> he cants with a lisp as he grimaces over me with his leg bent at the hip binding floppy only to reach back and kiss my neck in the clawfoot tub.</p><p id="4641">You big goof he says with a twist and a towel clamps my scalp as he blows in my ear misting saliva that trickles like candor in splashes pattering in a maze.</p><p id="2c61">He rises, then falls and the clamor resounds porcelain and flesh in a splash of color, haze and purple.</p><p id="ed94">A skip in the record, and enough with no sound for you.</p><p id="f267">The man was kind enough to turn up the radio and wash my hair after I fell on

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Free verse, inhibition, and Hendrix

Wet Samaritan

in a splash of color, haze and purple

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The music washes the splotch at his feet with cold, wet guitar.

Deviant, I am a lump in the haze, purple oozing soft tissue dripped from the rush where my strands smother him as he pulls only to push harder drenched and tense before the shred.

You are just a bad girl he cants with a lisp as he grimaces over me with his leg bent at the hip binding floppy only to reach back and kiss my neck in the clawfoot tub.

You big goof he says with a twist and a towel clamps my scalp as he blows in my ear misting saliva that trickles like candor in splashes pattering in a maze.

He rises, then falls and the clamor resounds porcelain and flesh in a splash of color, haze and purple.

A skip in the record, and enough with no sound for you.

The man was kind enough to turn up the radio and wash my hair after I fell on him with a can of paint.

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