Cold white kitchen laid with sharp sharp plates
And the glass walls and tables that
fall apart each time you talk
Open eyes and blinded minds
Are you sisters still the same?
Red blood falling on brown black tiles
Mingle mingle on the floor
Legs are straight, as are heads
Who's the monster of this Fall?
Lips kiss arms wrap and
Legs are up. Don’t
Hide that breast that is no meat and show
Us white and brown
baby
bulbs.
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