joi, mai 21

unbinding the ponytail

there's someone else in my room, something that is missing,
brings about the emotional in a quarter-zipper spaced time do i know you? or
may i find your succesor in the solar equipment
so dipped in my caffeine i do seem to cage
your age proper for a selling-boat-sage
messing with the sugar coat
i do seem to dip deep bless
the night in its batman knight
bless the cup in its groundsy luck
bless the kite
caress the nun with its insect's spun take
the bless and make it a des res
my grounding chest