And softer than shadows and quicker than flies
his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
"be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
don't struggle like that or i will only love you more
for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light
the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight."
And i feel like i'm being eaten
by a thousand million shivering furry holes
and i know that in the morning i will wake up
in the shivering cold.
Long time no foursomesquarish stuff, mhh?
Cold and grey winter days give my eyes a weeeird colour and let me stumble in cute seeds that have the same insanity as my iris. Not to mention how nice it is to meet Lullaby-ish dry flowers that look all like spiders, kinda like Bob Smith would adore.
So, what do you think? Successful mimesis experiment?
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