Sunlight over guts
Truths over facts
Porno over sluts

God, it was so haughty.
All those awful ties.
Does it make me lofty —
all these little lies?

Dominance is everything.
Everything's too much.

Poetry is elitist. Type me that it’s not.
Poets are such elitists. Type us that we’re not!

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