Detonator
wrinkled twenties' watermarks
fifth of pleasure
A glow that's warm
fingerprints on the screen
warm like arms
happiness is mania
can't hide from gravity
soft like you
springtime cryptograms
taste of turbulence
unchecked tunnel vision
cinder block rainboots
crop-dusting my pupils
spitting bitter half-truths
beginning, end of circles
dizzy with yearning
coveted cuddly coitus
cross-cuntry murmurs
stubborn clock trapeze
schizo paranoia
toe the line
finger empty chasms
sugary, evil vortex
kiss vertebrae
goodnight to sleep
keep secret dreams
(unmistakable girth
perhaps all that you're worth
raising her from the dead
barrel tongue, to her head
cocked silky chamber
setting fire to the manger)
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P.S.
P.S.S. I love you
P.S.S.S. No I don't
P.S.S.S.S. Yes, okay, yes, I do.
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