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dark jagged edges - a steter poem

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i rub myself against
your dark jagged edges
the pain of each cut
exquisite across my nerves
until my lifeblood slicks
the way and then it's
pleasure and need and
fucking the slits
you made in my psyche
until we both erupt
a lava flow that forms
and shapes to our
twisted love language