Too many holes.

I build an emptiness toward whores that need smoke and skin to reflect
emptiness into a sky that devoids itself of sun & moon, and I shake
stars into nihilistic crypts built by failed gladiators waiting for
the rain to pour...On my left shoulder is the god-loving cunt begging
for sluts and fags to build golden shit-storms of the mind that out
politic the senator from Asia and out-dance the man from
Illi-fucking-noise.
And I eat it up like a queen that can butch it up to the point that I
deny my cock when it suits me right so that I can still make my rent
as opposed to destroying your mind while still holding my ground amid
a Jeffersonian bore.

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