peach schnapps.

flypaper gender doubled between lancet

glances and a wood turned Mouse

Shaped for different sizes and suitors

Leading to roses as it ploughs overhead

And treads the tracing tract life.
Felines scattered like vio Lions strings

which If They could have uncoiled 

the wound to build a effigy 

to the stillness which I forget and drink 

To the two lost strings.
Apparatus of wing walked recreation

Found upon vellum parchments

locked on felt and blown glass
Pricked lips that bleed to learn to read

English of Half baked Peach hearts

on counterfeit roads.
Intersected by prickly heat and forked tongues

Of a feverishly inhabited moving world.

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