How desire? Halved supplied, according to instruction. How desire?

A hardy hello, they came to know
Called, in and out, in and out
            No staple

Beating.              Cut, not dry.
            This metric
Is making it worse. Take two.
They're going to eat me alive.

"You Are a Sensitive Receptor. Where's the Climax?"

Reading a death longer than life,
stomach-pit, 1:35, no better time,
       everybody just wants to play with me. Media mutilate more,
genitalia most of all.
                 This facsimile of an obscure object of
Duchamp.