eaten not tasted by your baby mothers figure sitter.
highways and high times
Beer store trips with fine rhymes
dribbled sipped and guzzled miller highlife.
Hangover
Sickly self inflicted syrup sticky molasses
Passes for diner delights.
Night light Candlestick graffiti
Drips wax.
Seems to Ween and splat
Like same name jack
With sticks for candle wax jumping bounds
Doing sit-ups and jumping-jax.
Globules
Create another paper thin layer
I am teeter totter house squatter
Keychain slang gather locksmith father
Of children, but bearing no other.
I am apprentice
I am novice
I am dreaming of my real life
Living in solace
I am ghost inside human remains shell of
Skin and bones, my show and tell
Stories and adventure
Looking for my other skill,
Severed brain and egg head skull
Monster mole,
Digging myself a burrow
Through flesh and muscle, to suckle your marrow.
And resting in your heart
Like worms eating apple core tart.
Stainshane
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