I want to be joined by her.
expensive velcro
walking up a grassy hill at dusk
up and down some grassy hills
to arrive at a twinkling vista
tidy and warm
marzipan layers master crafted
treats in convincing shapes
a coloring book
filled in with chimes
I want to linger against her
most delicate bangers
simple and perfumey
by the way
I weep at each bullet point
Do you like the way it feels to be asleep?
read her tracklist like a beauty supply
from the parallel universe
studded with colder verbs
and elegant trappings
Things Just Die
so merrily but a dream
joke's on him, probably
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drooping spirals
