Innocence.
Sunk the glow and drowned in covers,
Send for all your absent lovers things.
Sheepish Wolves.
Looking lived in eating buttons,
Wink, just don`t put your teeth on me.
Accidents.
Let the evening in the backdoor,
filled the room ceiling to the floor.
Beat backbones.
Grazed the poem and made it strange,
I wasn`t born to be a skeleton.
Go on,
Grab your hat and fetch a camera.
Go on, film the world before it happens.
Jealous orchard.
The sky is falling off the ceiling
While I`m tucking fibs into a cookie jar.
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It`s useless searching in the cupboards
When everything you have is on your back.