Josh Moore smells the people

Lips mops caress waterfalls crash metallic nerve laughing gas confession 
watermelon sugar sister scissors 
clocks tick loud like shaved ambergris 
Laminated kerosene lamps illuminate
Evanescence oblivious presence 
Skull bird knives spike of peachy creamery 
Pentagram ouija board machinery’
Throats chokes, nose pinched in bleached milkshakes. tiny ears buried speechless

Mousetrapped.

I gave it all
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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