Sexual Starvation And Imagination In The Middle Of A Calamity...
as she saw it
on that clear day she
remembered
how the tornado came
and sucked a house and a cow
smoothly to its
throat,
the house was gone
it did not spit the whole cow
and the tornado left
the grasses on the yard
were thick
and lush
she was so amazed with what she
saw
there was no fear in her eyes
it was pure excitement
she felt ecstasy
her groins excreted sweat
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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