You're like a hose with a thumb over it:
Spitting syllables
out
of your
copper
ring
mouth
Which slurp over
sullen dirt clumps
And convince them
to loosen;
Which are
gulped
greedily
By gnarled
old man finger
roots;
Which
wash
clean
my rosebud toes
That you will later dry
With your
spiders' silk
Magdalene
hair














Devious Comments
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HAY! U! GIT OF OF MY CLOWD!
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