I don't even remember the half of it
allegedly
vast swathes of grainy misspeakings
eggs floating, all the yellow covered up
this sweet little half-life
shhhhhh... she's thinking
I
want
undertones
my fingers interlace behind you
the female desire to not listen to myself
metastasize me, honey,
parallel erosion
I
want
you
to understand
it's a mouthful, the clasp broke
shouldering in her own defense
needless to say
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