LABYRINTH

[Colin Combover in a ComaParticipant 5092]

I was lost in a depth of almond green
Transfixed until I couldn’t see

And when she knew where I’d been
Lost in a breadth of misery

She tried to glean
The very breath of me

Her windows never knew the sun
A skeletal void casting shadows
Whilst her paranoid wanton grows

How I hung on to the thread
As you flung your eminence in bed

I knew what they said

But I was too lost in locks of gold
That was the cost
Myself that was sold

I tried to escape your clutches
But
Every time you used your crutches
I died

Emotional imposition
You imposed

I composed my position
To be prosed

It’s everybody’s guess how this goes
Everybody knows how this goes…….

[Gabriel A. KingParticipant 730]

Wicki wicki weegee wick…
Miss know-it-all feminist was suckin’ my dick.

Gave her a slap….
Put on my Trump hat…..
and as the door gently shut behind me I whispered…

“Put some ice on that. ”

-GK

[hmskl’dParticipant 6419]

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