Rebecca

see the lights reflect the tiger
in the panther's eye
mirrorball the speakers spit in
her mascara eyes

one more feigning dusty day
fights through the door
magenta and molting and
lost in the decor

even the red stars know better
even my drip drop blood knows better
than you

blue sky Britney Spears girl
flowing through the door
she's supressing her delight
trapped in the drownpour

CAN I reside in the thatched-roof cottage beneath between perched on the edge of your sharp shark teeth? with a SMILE and a NOD and some blue eyeshadow maybe green you could overcome me. still, like a BITCH, that insatiable itch, leads you DOWN and around and it binds me still. a FIRE and a rod and a mortal and a god and an orange and a peel ONLY ONE OF US IS REAL.


even the red stars know better
even my drip drop blood knows better
than you

angels bake the devils' cake with
honey, don't you breathe
she is lost but she is free and
punching from the sheath



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