clandestine harbingers clustered like grapes
hold hands in the meadow
surrounded by apes
licorice moonbeams
with katana like hilts
clash against my desires
like plaid on kilts
umbilical cords dangle
twice on the wire fray
Chestershire smile double dutch
suma cum loudly
against the burnt magenta
and now here i am
two atoms collide in the accelerator
forming a gravity rainbow
if it once was love
now, it's something else
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