In early 2026
A drake
Lifted an eyelid
The Shen reared out of its
Eye spy with my cosmic I
Thought it
Would not be to my detriment
To never forget
I have an immune system
That receives power from
The digestive organs
That receive power from
The system of reproduction
37 trillion
Cells can't be wrong
Your injections
Are clouding the tea
I guess I need to turn up
The heat
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Biological, evolutionary, it boggles the mind. Well done
A little spirillic movement can certainly boggle the mind! Thanks for dropping by.
You are most welcome
My friend, this is a poem of internal authority. Mythic vision, bodily awareness, and resistance braid together without apology. By the end, “turning up the heat” feels like choosing agency rather than compliance. Provocative, visceral work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Yes, choosing agency over reactivity.
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You are most welcome!
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