I stole your handjob
your face was a lying
I told it to come over here and it was a scorpion
but compliant

liaison
the juxtaposition

fifteen candies
in two jars

you do the math
and come over here

show me your wing abacus

I want to icarus you

give me your waxy seed
let's genetics

let's genetics together
the jewelweed

the ripple of the pebble
called tide

I want to rape the moon

My mother Mare moon

told the petshop to close early
to get some parakeet lovin

to open the candy store early
close me early, I tell the wings

I tell the wind to show you my way

to the shoving match of the social
in my face

I brush wingspiders off my sap

I wing the reddrum down

I want to warp something in feathers

to cum the waxy feather mainstream theory


let it open

let it fly open

and fall