Message-ID: <Pine.NEB.4.40.0201102353310.17658-100000@panix2.panix.com>
From: Alan Sondheim <sondheim@panix.com>
To: Cyb <cybermind@listserv.aol.com>,
"WRYTING-L : Writing and Theory across Disciplines" <WRYTING-L@LISTSERV.UTORONTO.CA>
Subject: Lookit smiles
Date: Thu, 10 Jan 2002 23:53:51 -0500 (EST)
- Lookit Smiles THEY GO INTO ANOTHER BRIGHTLINE SHOOTING SESSION:old julu-program, hold me in good staid, in the glade azure and i with stubbles, she's mouthing bubbles, her cunt's a brilliant light against the ferns, my face burns with rubbles and anticipation, drools, i'm pissing in the saw palmetto, my bellies huge, like rouge her labia, i'm all wet drowning in her stream, that part's a dream, her tunnel's lit, did i say at night the flashlight shows us path and swath, my cock's cut on spanish bayonet, i fuck a pine, she's mine, she says i'm your hole, use me, her skirt's hiked up, she's all smiles for miles, my thick lips drool on my tool, we're rattling in dark dank muck, we fuck :4:2 i hold her asshole open next to saw grass cut to hold the dew in two, we're like glue, stuck in fuck, the cameras chatter, our holes spatter the last drop or plop into each other's eyes, shit's no surprise, we wallow in the hollow, old julu-program lie me like your maid, don't let me fade, azure's been made and made again, i'm her maid-man and then :blown bellies out, her crack's blurred against the stem or trunk, a hunk, you might miss her ass, she looks a lass, shaved, i'm perfectly behaved, my balls are thick and musk, my cock a tusk, my laugh is long and hard, she's my bard, she's tearing at my skin, she wants me in, the glade's wet with piss and semen, it smells like perfect water, azure looks a daughter, i'm her rutted father covered with her lather, just wet hair everywhere and bare there _