you're made of jelly
some viscous vicious substance
i can divide you
into separate chunks
to swallow
you're laura mulvey's nightmare
you're every pornographer's dream
you're made of jelly
the way few things can be made
you twist, bend, break and submerge
in
water, but still hold on to your
outer edges
one transparency ending into another
i can see my hands touching you inside
i can see myself ... on the other
side of you..
you're made in water
the way few things can be
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