twin vases of wine make for a fine time. karma road is a twisty road – how to maneuver various social dynamics, bread-crumb trails thru forests full of pathological liars, oceans teeming with snarky sharks and cacophonic whale sounds. farms of fried chicken, squawk squeak squook, hummus, tahini, sprouts. schoolyard crushes on avocado goddesses, cumming with the cosmos, thighs quaking with a thousand years of sexual tension and electroshockify therapy. waking up every morning with patterns of bedmite bites, teeth made of cherries, take right hand overhead and slap red circle. punishment for those cutesy-happy thoughts that begin with holding hands during a sunset and end in sweaty bedsheets. condemn dirty minds, set goals only to dismiss them after getting high, ganja, marijuana, good green ginko gunk of the earth. get stoned hydrate properly paint toes minty-pretty stalk crushes at their establishments of work.
Lily Wolf
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