If There Was Rhyme

And recumbent philosophies
Churn textuality
Into asexual intercourse dependency.

So much math.

Dripping helium oxide;
Southern California state; punch drunk
Battling the dragon in my soup.

Swiftly seething aerodynamic watermelon,
Mostly moistened
And sweet with a bitter

So cerebral
In her eyes.

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