propagation

Propagation

By Michael Winslow Tunoré

Let's propagate and procreate in our docile states.

I'll say the prayer you start the grace. Finish you all off in heavens name.

 

For the sake of humanity

   I bask in their sanity.

For the sake of humanity

  I bathe in your humility.

 

In and out can't tell the difference when it's with you I'm without.

Scream and shout. Show me the difference. Between love and doubt.  

They tell me some thing's are better off unsaid.

Well fuck that whisper that shit in my ears instead.

Crown as we give into lust in this bed. Drown when I go down to give you some head.

 

Seldom words; I've never said this but-

   I love you spelled

  on your lower plexus

  while we shift our exits.

 

I give it all to you I give you unlimited access.

It's worth it even if in the end;

I have to back step.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family

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