the lazy tasting trisquit makes love to bursting balls of cheese
the perfectly sweet strawberry shamefully kisses the refined sugars of whipped cream
Is this necessary? the mouth screams
But it passively receives.
Hypnotized
again and again, it is pleased.
feathers of hair like cirrus clouds before the sun and the extrovert flower in her ear
a slender yet sensually curvaceous four wheeled auto for the sparkling blue eyed gentleman
Why is she hiding
what is he keeping inside
with these crutches, they cope.
Merits of hope patched on like an Against Me! kids
or like fans of Tupac, certain that he will rise again
If all we have is perception
and we take it literally
then deception may be the life we have chosen to lead
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