it started with a little drip of candy
rainbow flavoured..
SSS
is how they sleep, no sounds butt silence with out the sheet
deep as the rain/as fair as the heir on iris of peace
weaving to tunes when nostrils lift... caressing me
drunk off of spin the bottle no baby doll could watch them eat
the time flutters in shudders of shatters and mutters weaved
huddled in nothing next to bundles bunching from front to be
each song a sonnet sung amongst an army statued by means
the line between rub and roll cradled in fortunate breath in their reach
none shall pass not even mark zuckerberg "cheshire cat" turd burgler man
or bill gatess neighbor apple rolling out house to church for fans
dressing in sexual attire on wake from boy to teen what is this
from family to stranger the ownership has sunk lips to ships
then they're gone washed away in the summer breeze - never to be seen
until the next sleep the next sexual encounter stinking as bad as they seem
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the end
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