By Hoss Gordon
I like my women the way I like my airships,
Greased, oily in the joints, gears sharp.
If I could find a woman as sleek as an airship,
I’d run my hands along smooth brass,
Caress each hard line and curve,
Feel the steady tick-tock of her clockwork heart
Listen for the deeper sounds
Of my lover’s clockwork soul.
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Hoss Gordon doesn’t believe in biographies.
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