do not touch a woman
without knowing how the nipple works.

the baseline is the beginning;
of life; of death; of everything in between a man’s heaven & his death.

the nib is the reason why god looked at men
& asked us to watch, before we prey,
for it comes in many colours:

– pink: a fancy way to die young.
– pitch black: an unseen path to devils bosom.
– orange: the white man’s disguise for stroke.

what we suck is not milk, but liquid time bomb.

& to explode is to calm the storm between our legs.

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