I want to hear the words I’ve written
take formation in your mind,
I want my heavy duties of my studies
to cause eyes to stretch back in its sockets and far behind.
I have a hot pocket of fuck its
to feverishly staple gun to my upholster,
If I can’t curb my disturb,
I’d dinner my sinner in a banquet to roaster.
© Thelma Von Salem @ https://thelmavonsalem.com
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