Catch Some Wide Eye

We Are the Undergarments of Failure


what is this frost?
lips chapped, pulled back
to reveal sugar white gums
and mossy green teeth.
new leaf. turnover
that apple pie, oh one
of my eye. come. yes.
we are shivered and blest.
full within the nest
lies our sparkling guest
who forever will leave us
ever will need us
always receive us
shivered and blest.

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