Chance Meetings

Oh God, 

Lift the lid. 

Someone help me to wrench, 

These two lips apart. 

Someone suck upon my orifice, 

Some other wounded soul, 

Come and clap with me, 

Talk our way around to an opening. 

Let us trip foolishly, 

In nights when discussions paint the air blue, 

And days when we are still befuddlement incarnate. 

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