Come one
come all
to the island of degenerates.
Embrace your inner filth
and frolic with the rest
of us fuckheads.
You are safe here.
There is no need
to hide your desires;
to snuff them out.
Drag it into the sun
so the white’s of its eyes
radiate an ounce of lifeforce.
An all-expenses-paid trip
is balancing on your fingertip.
Just sign the contract.
It’s one clause:
leave judgment at the shore.
Weirdness is what we adore.
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