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in #poetry • 8 years ago

indeed, in a quiet
pleasant aroma of sincerity
and gentle profanities and
burnt popcorn.

enquiring a fuse,
the babe kind, where her
great army of stars leech
onto his lips.

so, sprinkle a dork
antidote, curing icky
cells of bleh; buzzing
bonds of ew.

ploy.

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