I won't suck your feet during sex
I'm not a princess
there is a glow worm residing
at the foot of the bed
I can't go there now
at night you talk in my sleeping
ear of respiration how you can't
just can't find it in you
that's okay I already ran off with
the beans
the cat
the old records
planted them by the pond
I expect shimmering gravity
to do the rest
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