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Back the Hell Away from My Blood Hut, Joseph
Joseph, do not stand there and
gaze upon my private garden
as it ripens. Safety invoked,
gate locked, the Cosmic Wheel
makes me to flower, and through
cold & through heat I menstruate.
Back off or I will scream.
Posted 03/22/14
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