Picking this time is fine
It ticks like fishes' fins
Prickling, sinking, wiggling
With wits will whisper.
First sit it lingers
Sighing high, it quivers
Spilling guilt, it figures
Riding it sick, hits sinners.
Life chimes with kicking stirs
Filling 'lil strips in sinisters
Singing 'til lips hints limbs
Skin will shiver, lifting fists.
Risk this click, lick, tick
Find lines, hide lies
Time strikes right 'til night
Sit still, sniff it 'til it's bright.
Jan 28, 2018
Jan 28, 2018 at 1:33 AM UTC
Picking this time is fine
It ticks like fishes' fins
Prickling, sinking, wiggling
With wits will whisper.
First sit it lingers
Sighing high, it quivers
Spilling guilt, it figures
Riding it sick, hits sinners.
Life chimes with kicking stirs
Filling 'lil strips in sinisters
Singing 'til lips hints limbs
Skin will shiver, lifting fists.
Risk this click, lick, tick
Find lines, hide lies
Time strikes right 'til night
Sit still, sniff it 'til it's bright.
