Sapphires Haze
All My Fantasies Are Violent
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When I lay in the bathtub the fish come take my bubbles
I go to bed and the garden seeps my roots
I brush the bloomed flowers, down come the buds
The orange peel does not sticky me
Taller than thy mountains
When I make men climb the ladders of love
Hear the cries of Mercutio
Paw me a mango, hit me over the head
Tell me something terrible, wish for us to wed
I have my lips on my hands and baby my baby
They like to eat, let me ground us with the spices
Burn till we’re edible, doused in hot sauce
Butcher I am only, with or without the head of horns I've grown
I answered the phone, lugged all the hay bales
Plugged in the gamecube, made the cats up with moss
In this skirt that I’m wearing, don't presume
The veils that I’ve lost
My Friend Just Won An Esports Tournament
I PRAY FOR THOSE LITTLE KIDS NOW
HIM WHO LET THE GREEN CRUMBLE TO ASH AND BEETLE LEGS CRISP
DID YOU KNOW IF YOU RIP A SPIDER'S LEGS OFF
THEY BEG FOR LIFE LIKE HEADLESS CHICKENS?
HER WITH THE MUD SCULPTURES AND DINNER BELL FINGERS
CAN YOU REMEMBER BEING SO SMALL,
THE SUMMER HEAT CONSUMING, LARGE?
NO HOLDING HANDS BUT
WHEN THEY RACE DOWN THE STREET
THEY PUSH EACH OTHER ONTO THE CONCRETE
THEY DANCE TOGETHER IN MEMORIES
IN THE HOUSE OF SEPTEMBER
BETWEEN THE GAPS OF THE MIRRORS THEY SEE THEIR FRIEND