curved lashes hold the warm air in this instant
as grass trickles through hair and strokes dough skin.
the horse charges into the blood of obscurity,
the banana moon stretches
into the tie-dye sky,
artificial numbness tingles my curiosity.

[ sugar giggles scratch through the rich peace of this painted novel. while eternity spits and sucks, like lapping slime waves. ]

babies snack on milk and breath
while I choke and gag on them
and vomit bitter resentment.
you swiftly murmur, lavish and sigh
and drift into lush vanilla bone grooves.
brisk adoration smoulders thickly
into minor frozen fear.

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