Primrose princess
in your infallible infatigable
mall meager fantasy song:
deliriously, eagerly and
freshly won with no more
tongue today than yesterday
stained and barking stung
climbing ladder rungs and
licking dark deepened
blood clotted skin rivets
speckled across sands of
vastly different sonnet sons
dripping with the scarlet
lungs singing cancer dances
dusted with lusted necromancers
in the twilight’s negligent sun.
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