Taking on a dominatrix. Matins.

Sweaty in bed, fountains, aqueducts..
Above the clouds, would you like me to exhibit agitprop cruelty for our audition? Giving up is a gamble, a bet gone bad in your case.. finding my cause I can’t honk loud enough about the importance of deception, glimmers of withheld affection empire states high, taking on a dominatrix.

And leaving you still alive in many forms, all human.

(I’ll end this as a Euro emigrant without you.)