My game is better than ever and I know I have sheltered and buffered myself

 Preferring to be in the buff these days

Certainly most nights I am protected

And my risks have been tempered and

Mentored by my guardian soul spirit

And I am connecting more to being

X Spear Spere not to spare but to butt

Square another’s if not just one but 

Many man woman everyone to feel

My truth my being real ready to kick

Butt mine to thrust myself into the

Full flaired flashed untrained flame

Then phlegm the spit of spirits the

Salivas of all animals pooled and

Puddled , piled and plumbed, probed

Pissed so steadily upon my shivering

Nakednesses, my staying put & still

Drinking raw cachaca, Pisco , moon’s

Sine shimmied shammied tramied so

Untamed so unnamed so flawed and

Flashed, the truer rawness that formed

First with my guts when born, I must

Return to my primal pristine plucked

Pried pressed plumbed pound spooned

Spun, spat, shat shit-house out house

Bare bear male penile penis piston Ing

Percussion, tribal, ritual natural so bare

So new so virginal, orphaned migrant

Mastering ministering magical mystic

Myself me my being before labeled,

Or named or blamed or blasphemed!