Poem -

New book

New book

I heard her well
Im dead now
Looking for short sentences
My eye will not open here
I guess ill pose for slick
It was the montana
Did they take my antenna
Take a number then speak
Black milk tickles my navel
Bleeding stand from the street
Enough candy her mine tongue purple when it is mixed
Cry for months
pound block
We played for the week she gave
Bite an it still soled
Lay wakes slowly over you
New book
Liquor always cold
Cigarette blown in a fan
Whats the word dead
That is where they will stand
Bodied so beautiful political
This hurts here 
She has it her candle lite
Smiles you came so near
Bonaire 
New book
Kisses soil should appear 
Popping ear chain
Naw man im not looking for your jeweler
But please check the plane
Apply the last needle
I watch the transition pressures of an onion
Throw yo set
Always take a second look
Careful or im gone0
What do you wanna hear
What can you say
Get out the curtains 
They already know the facts that you are my wife
Off your back these sheets belong too the street
Get up get up so he will know well play dead
My my my you are looking fine
Propaganda she good
Stumble leaf resembles balled up paper
Lint pockets rub that eye it really was two knocks
The first active huh hush slick
Limb i said it limb looks heavenly but how do you think it gets there
Was i am i thrower baby let me fall
Lean ear this is too lite i need body pain
New book
This is what it sound like
Brush the jewels 
Lets talk
The shirt is nice
I wanna kiss your on belly
But that will take seconds
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I missed you
Step in 
Stretch some wine an forget all time
Walk on the thread count
International did i tell you 
Baby leave your phone off
Stall lite in the milk
There is where they want too put you an me
Lady careful how you 
The diamond faucet bae ran on the water
Lean caramel waterfall thats what i have in my cup 
Bag the hand let em eat
Young robe this is how i feel
Gown stolen front line stay ahead now
I need her thats how she picture me
These love scenes i do forget
New book
I writ the pages Look at how they seem
It had to be a she too place a period
My artistic somehow becomes her
Fur an milk im leaving you in the city
They peeking wow now everyone seed our we dont touch the ground
Scratching an scrawl 
playa who ditched sweet fang
Blood it 4pack took a lung too hung hers over a corner sto
Nail jack dont play i leave flakes shone in different states
I hide from the sugar of snow white 
as soon as the lite came on
Althenal 
Slanging sleet
Forgive the missing teeth
Althenla
If this is well look at them an tell who ever the world is closed

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