B. Ryan Baker Poems

Best Poem of B. Ryan Baker

I Get It
As I read the book,
I realized why she loved me.

She was my Lydia,
and I was her Bukowski. . . .
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More Than Just This
So far from a white mask on a speaker.
The holes in the green and tan vans sneakers.

And as a result, my libido lacks.
Cumming sans you is only half a climax. . . .
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