In a glare,
share with me the sun,
fill me up with honey,
thick quickening goo.
Glisten drenched
in sugar suffering
on a dime... seconds
on the time...
now look at the watch...
see I'm going this way...
all the way.
melting my own way,
to the pavement stuck,
under heels,
of a spined back in the mirror
the dress in perfect lighting
pitch plaque
under the eyes,
paintings hanging.
Contained..
overall complete.
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