23 PERFECT FOR YOU
Worse than an ex-girlfriend. Is a master-music maker and maker of masterful music. And everything I touch is Ash, ash hush, hush.
And I scored for 24 more.
Irish Kilt it to me. Wrapp in Tartan and profuse every perfume and ode to the comb slick and cut ass cracked me for more and gold I bore in evermore and secrets sold and chestnut poison the quakes and wells cherries. And I want more stonefruit on the table in fal.l.
AUTUMN WHERE I COME FROM.
Tis no harvest.
And my Moons want.
I don’t care what they want for. More picture. More design.
put on the dress already.
and layer me like stocks in petticoats. 200 years does not compete with my
scorn.
Bunnies like Threes because Threes are for Thieves. Am I exciting thee?
I want you here.
.
…
.festive.
not.
kitsch. .]]].
A Sequel.
to remind you.
in uncanny ways.
belle.
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