it’s common sense to swallow
I took three spells and split them with roses
spit take the outtake from this it reveals
the pains in the way I strain to avoid
the ideas that might make
your sperm take root
first swallow
the common sense that tastes
of salt and self sacrifice
money shot
the sticky and dry you rinse
at a sink and blink
to the moment
you didn’t let it in your ass
that pass was the slip into quim
and the moment you’re praying
for a nuclear arsenal
to erase any traces
of him
