Dynamite Dan
Dynamite Dan
with only one hand
playing with flames getting burned.
With fuse and with wire
and abandoned attire
he's pumping the detonators down.
Oh Danny-
collar up
and sleeves tight
what's next on your hands-less night?
You blew off the other
each catch blowing a finger
and now you can't pull your own trigger.
Oh God-
What delight
what you found here last night
to light fire in you without your own touch.
They'll nibble your nubs
kiss your arms with no thumbs
because hun, love is your trigger.
-Matthew Koutzun
Dynamite Dan
with only one hand
playing with flames getting burned.
With fuse and with wire
and abandoned attire
he's pumping the detonators down.
Oh Danny-
collar up
and sleeves tight
what's next on your hands-less night?
You blew off the other
each catch blowing a finger
and now you can't pull your own trigger.
Oh God-
What delight
what you found here last night
to light fire in you without your own touch.
They'll nibble your nubs
kiss your arms with no thumbs
because hun, love is your trigger.
-Matthew Koutzun
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