run while you can

Proportionally off.

Kurt Vonnegut is his name. He writes strange.

Just one more. Please.

In my mouth, in my lungs.

Not for the flavor. No, no no.

Much more. So much more.

Top of my foot below the bottom of yours.

Touching in the way. Two and one.

One right there. Within reach.

A whole pack behind the counter.

Such a small fee for your health.

An insane way to sanity: nope.

Absolutely not. Impossible.

And don’t think it an excuse

to suppress that smile of yours.

It’s still yours for the sharing.

Really need a nude model. Can't offer any pay.

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