Two stitched bears into
one bed rug, two men
just keep
dancing. All men have
one night
in water
when the fools
change, when off
come pants, when
all nods un-
make, and each has
his very own erotic
bottle. Hold them up
together like prizes
and toast
straight-armed to
victory of kitchens,
and then,
to both these bears,
and, then, at last
to madness.
Are you kidding me? This is fantastic.
ReplyDeleteI changed a few words, and added a line or two. I like it better now.
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