The desert is a star,
and I'm it's paparazzi.
I'll be shooting you baby,
so get ready for me.
Take off your bright flashbulb mantel
and pose for the camera.
There's nothing naked about
the sun exposing your raw flesh to the sky.
Your eyes are jagged--
green needles that poke through the lens
while I'm sitting here waiting
for you to show me your purple-painted trends.
As the night comes up,
you'll reveal your secrets in confidence.
And I will make love to you with a button--
just some fun between friends.
by Kevin Leitzel
(See the fruits of our labor on the right.)
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