Daddy projects no abstraction
Splitting inspiration with a maul
He burns through my desires
Faster than I can recall
Spoils the fruit
Ferments it in sweetness
After pounding it to a pulp
Daddy tastes me in his glass
Drinks with hasty thirst
Not an ounce of want or longing
A draught of labor's satisfaction
Yet never an empty cup
About the Creator
D351
trans manic goblin dream girl who chain smokes candy cigarettes and sings along to septic pumps
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