kissing the bff
with butterfly kisses
winged little pink punkers
fluttering my face
with flesh
this, i think,
is delightful reality
pure chaotic purpose
and chance
for what i really do
/don't feel
can i care? no
no looking
no leaning, spellbound stunned
as i fall my hands
into bulldozed hair
i will not let my toes
place themselves the same predicament
oh, baby
this is Me (my own word):
g'night














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