“Deal of the Week” is an updated take on the horoscope column. Bad advice, worse poetry, every Monday.
The goats in the mountaintops know you are fixed with your eyes on your dick, catatonic, leaning forward and praying for the fall. The impulse is not enough; there are stars beyond the zenith and peaks beyond the tips of angry horns. The wanting is not enough; uncovered by the sky these jagged ridges stretch to no one and crumble at the whispers of children. The density is not enough; these ends are made to be dipped like candles in liquid.
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