in pants and buttoned shirt,
a cold-blooded reptile
who likes to flirt. He changes
colors like leaves in
autumn. You hit the high
then fall to the bottom. Intoxicating
like strawberry wine. Like wet
laundry he’ll string you
up on the line. He's dripping
black into your white. You’ll turn
gray overnight. But oh! His smile
has teeth. You'll hang on his door like
a Christmas wreath. Like the seasons
he runs hot to cold. Remember December
brings the snow. Rising like a golden
sun, turning black when day is done.
May 13
May 13, 2026 at 7:52 AM UTC
in pants and buttoned shirt,
a cold-blooded reptile
who likes to flirt. He changes
colors like leaves in
autumn. You hit the high
then fall to the bottom. Intoxicating
like strawberry wine. Like wet
laundry he’ll string you
up on the line. He's dripping
black into your white. You’ll turn
gray overnight. But oh! His smile
has teeth. You'll hang on his door like
a Christmas wreath. Like the seasons
he runs hot to cold. Remember December
brings the snow. Rising like a golden
sun, turning black when day is done.
