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i want my joy
a bouncy-bottomed young thing,
with more energy than i can comprehend
for that which will bring me pleasure.
i want debaucherous joy, sweet,
slippery joy, a joy that can come
again and again and again unceasing.
i want to hit joy's freak button.
to get all
the way
down
&
nasty
with joy,
walk around smelling like joy
just came all over my face
and i couldn't get drunk on joy fast enough
to catch it all. i want joy
to stain my clothes, i want joy
so delicious i mourn what spills
onto the floor, so i serve myself
another helping. i want joy
to want me. to ask for me
in the middle of the night; to choose
me as the best
cuddle buddy. i want
joy to be fucking real.
for joy to show up
with a whole self. teach me
something about how to mend. show me
the best way to shine.
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