Wednesday, July 31, 2024

yearn soaked
locket glands
grips like a saddle
rink bits of litter
long wedding dress
with a mobster in the middle
heated hiphugger flag
a weird red
almost pink
a fantastic toddler
listening to the sink
always a little covered
in colorful dirt
a body of the woman
lifting like pulled milk
to the wheeze of the girl
cross skirt mitch bratch
fits nicely
on her
oh scurvy body
heal me mean

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