i crinkle and split the foil,
most generous , of pale light
budding sickly about the charming dint
of your ivory calf. satirically the spades small, sharp, and digging
the suns grave
blotch in twinkling scars
pleasant acne 'pon the eve's face
soft infinity:
a plunging savagery
i'm a whelp
to thy sugar so bittersweet as throat gorging lush vertebrae
your spine, i cradle haphazardly in my stupid fit of flat tissue
in my ointment you are the grandest fly
a pestilence i gladly so lovingly
carcass
Dec 1, 2010
Dec 1, 2010 at 10:40 AM UTC
i crinkle and split the foil,
most generous , of pale light
budding sickly about the charming dint
of your ivory calf. satirically the spades small, sharp, and digging
the suns grave
blotch in twinkling scars
pleasant acne 'pon the eve's face
soft infinity:
a plunging savagery
i'm a whelp
to thy sugar so bittersweet as throat gorging lush vertebrae
your spine, i cradle haphazardly in my stupid fit of flat tissue
in my ointment you are the grandest fly
a pestilence i gladly so lovingly
carcass
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