ephemeral and pneumatic

collage by me.

grandiloquent ephemeral affection
save it for the emerald sky that will never be
the soul pneumatic through dental display
but too much have you loved me when convenient
to reply to teeth glowing passing it off as nuclear decay
no lakes in my socket could have ever seen it
lakes is what formed when you rejected the bouquet

buried by the blast
drowned out by cosmic vomit
impossible to relive a dream like past
when reality is the blanket on my tongue called spit.



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