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Sole of a Shoe
by Corey King I can’t imagine all you’ve tasted I’ve walked into plenty of public restrooms I’ve stepped in the dog’s digested food I’ve dragged all along the streets of New York City But people sleep on those You and … Continue reading
If I Had A Bird
by Corey King I wouldn’t clip his wings. I would let him sing as he pleases And fly as he does As intended. Why the fuck would you clip the wings of a bird? I understand, you don’t want your … Continue reading
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