Wandering around in the black-blue space of the kitchen cabinetry
Goulet
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The black mascara bleeds off my eyes into the orchid water in a dripdripdrip ebb-the-ocean kind of motion and the brown green daisy eyes look and prick and stab and slap and plop into the orchid water and all the dirt is dark brown and black and is thick soil and those purple-shiny-painted toenails dig deep and squirm in the rut of the mud in the orchid water and the haze-sky prenup-cloud horticulture park goes and wakes up in the brisk morning daze it's early in the morning it's early in the morning with the calla lilies waking up and staring at you waking up and staring at the calla lilies waking up and the green stalks jutting out of the brown mud the black mud the thick mud that globs and globs into the purple-colored toes and both our naked bodies steam and quiver and turn purple and blue and green and turn new and turn our backs to each other and bring our loaded bodies onto each other and bring our loaded guns into the air and shoot stars at the dream-buried clouds and the red-orange midnight sky where the Viking ships sail with miracle-sadness eyes and blue hair and bald heads and bland faces and sinking smiles that cascade into the water of the ocean that moves in its own time-space time-piece glory and it ruptures under your body weight with daisy eyes that stare in the multicolored fashion of greenish and brownish and adoring looks and bright orange like ice cream sandwiches and purple hues that make you scream and giggle and squeeze your nipples tight and tighter and your teeth become stained with air and they get white and I quake under you in the pine forest in winter when it's snowing outside and everything is moving and ebbing and muddy and cold and humming.
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Nice to see you out of the blue and into the greenish-brownsih!
if i could figure out a way to make kissing, smiling faces......i'd cover you with them until there wasn't an available inch left on you.
i know i hadn't any right to ask a thing in the world of you, yet in your generous way you gave me what i was in need of as you have always done.