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Hot

Like A Loaded Nun.

Hot

Like Your Cinnabon.

Hot.

Like The Midnight Heat.

Hot.

Like A Piece Of Meat.

There Are Chances.

That We Take.

Cheap Romances.

That We Fake.

There Are Moments.

That Are Real.

Moments.

We Appeal.

Hot.

Like Our Time On Earth.

Hot.

Like The Virgin Birth.

Hot.

Like The Devil’s Coat.

Hot.

Like The Shit You Smoked.

There Are Lessons.

That We Learn.

Blessings.

That We Burn.

There Are Angels.

That Bite.

There Is Darkness.

Light.


Hot.


First Published by The Opiate

Free Guns. Amen. Free Will. No Go. Road Kill. Road Show. Play Fast. And Loose. Get Cooked. By Your Goose. Get Goosed. By The Cook. Sucker Punch. Captain Hook. There Are Gods. In The Sky. Captain Crunc

Rural Route Three. Billboards. Debris. This is God’s Green Earth Where Hope applied And got denied. Where teenage brides Watch children ride Hand me down bikes in Hand me down clothes. Heads down ridi

Tastes like chicken but like everything else it’s not. The liver is Nagasaki. The lungs Hiroshima or Jesse James and Dear Old Death comes to us all but the quiver is fantastic. Like lips full of bees.

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