SLEEPING WITH MACHINES

all the things we can stick in
our selves
our orifices
the hole

I can cum by blender button
flashlight, simple finger

and after all the bobbing about
and porn enhancement, the music

I find when the time arrives
and a penis pokes its way in

I move and spread and sweat and wet
while he becomes an appliance

with arms and legs in the way
with breath that stings my eyes
and stubble that scrapes my thighs

I'd rather have a flashlight
portable and clean

no lip, no cries, no S.T.D. surprise
of man I make machine

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