My head is empt…

My head is empty.
my emotions spilled,
like a carton of fetid milk,
my brain came plopping out,
thick and white,
my thoughts as semen,
my thoughts are semen.

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the sieve and the sand

Leaving the wheat with the chaff. This is not your mother's poetry blog.

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