dope deliverance
Saturday, April 27, 2013
Tongueless Mouth.
P
ointed rainbow teeth
gnashing a delicate
glass sundae.
Gums bleed
maroon doubt,
a yearning trickle
of dissolved excitement.
Swallowing,
choking,
coughing up regret.
For a taste that it
could never actually get
.
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