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The Joy of Stone
When I walk down the street I am dressed for sex.
Dress pants, dress shirt, cologne
Whichever way I dress,
This is what I wear when I fuck.
Remember that when you see me.
Stone isn’t essentially what I am.
No.
Proud as a mountain goat, I made myself.
Try to wear me
away.
I made myself to endure the elements,
To satisfy your endless passion,
Thunder from the open thighs of the sky.
I’ll rub
Until the earth crushes in.
Diamond Butch.
Eric Peterson
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