words

weird candy


the air tasted

of weird candy

Your perfume lingers

in this sleeping bag

and I’ll faint

like a goat

if you don’t wake me

if you don’t shake me

if you don’t make me

pretend that we are happy

sick  and sappy

whisper quietly

as we purge ourselves

from bad ideas

and things yet to be

weird candy






weird candy

-park

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