thumping thump thump
making spaces squeeeezzeee and pop
airless
limp
colorful confetti garbage, swept up and under, around, through, over, and down the drain. out to sea on golden wings like some special mythical bird. out to death or for doing somersaults and screaming all the while.
don't swing too high
how do you decide
when is now and ok and enough
pretty lady
pretty gun
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