marry the women but
don't abandon the escape
goat. Let's get one thing
straight, it says here
he's an angel of complete
removal. Does not bear
but rather eats your sin
like venison left out
on the counter
overnight: a clean
slate, yet mouth's
dry as a desert. He'll
gift you ranseurs,
spears, cherry-flavored
lip gloss. Listen
when he says it's time
to strike, to parlay,
to run or pucker up.
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