Mothering Circuitry

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dawn I'm now paradigm
.........................aren't I?
although
.................................I feel the catbriers, son,
and they're not so gentle around the thighs
....................[even if mechanique?]

We're not lovers of French exploration,
...............quit encircling me with your tongue flesh
[it's not eurythmy I cling to even out of desperation]
it's as though
........................................you know, son,
I'm weaker than a beheaded cochin

........................with tendonish wires exposed
where vagina should be--and you will flip
......................................the switch, circumventing everything