Horny

Help me to be horny

for joy

spreading through this wave

of muscles and sensations

 

not just my own

but all of us

 

feeding our appetites

for kindness

 

cleaning the air

with our choices

 

stopping the bombfall

because there are better games,

more heartfelt

ways to laugh

 

sharing food

because people we love

are hungry.

 

 

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