When I got excited, you were thriving off of it, wide eyed and clearly with me.
When the faces were close, they shrugged, red and green swirled up to one.
Fuck, salt and pepper, is that what they called it?
I only think of you 22 and grey, crazy curls you say...?
Humidity in the room made mine go, I love my hair big.
Squint, shrug, sweaty, ball, stomach raw...
Squeeeeeeeeeeze the lemon in my acid stomach because what goes up must come down...
my
layers
are
thinning out,
and the core is a seed with no water to grow.
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