The Kid's Lost
(the kid's) not eating pasta tyranny
he makes armoires crumble to the ground
themselves, turns over all tins and laughs
in search of two lost shiny things
they are not marbles, the kids look for
nor do they resemble some spice
it's like breakfast without milk
a dance of two minus the eating
after droppings of clothes and a fuck
no one's missing their shoes
they just can't be like those (lost) things
that resemble rough swift alcohol rubbings
turn over, will you(?) party and set a rally
point to your germs and the soiled
cake slowly crusting out of your bush
crumbles: spell without letters
take it whole and eat it like pasta
but never eat the meatball that fell and you
just abruptly picked up and blew some dust off
no father telling you, stop that mess
else you will not (be) bought a toy
and three cartridges of your games
will have to be set (hidden) again
there are two ways for this to work:
One, you will create waves the latin shall
understand: there's a king
two young boys really purely love
his name does not mark resemblance
all the queens have sucked his toe
thumbs, ringed nipples, brown
skin and his pale tongue (like sore)
everybody must have done it, the envy
(and) wanting of the sterling king's life
but he's not a son, much less a whore
To (hold) or don (on) his chest those badges of wins
he makes armoires crumble to the ground
themselves, turns over all tins and laughs
in search of two lost shiny things
they are not marbles, the kids look for
nor do they resemble some spice
it's like breakfast without milk
a dance of two minus the eating
after droppings of clothes and a fuck
no one's missing their shoes
they just can't be like those (lost) things
that resemble rough swift alcohol rubbings
turn over, will you(?) party and set a rally
point to your germs and the soiled
cake slowly crusting out of your bush
crumbles: spell without letters
take it whole and eat it like pasta
but never eat the meatball that fell and you
just abruptly picked up and blew some dust off
no father telling you, stop that mess
else you will not (be) bought a toy
and three cartridges of your games
will have to be set (hidden) again
there are two ways for this to work:
One, you will create waves the latin shall
understand: there's a king
two young boys really purely love
his name does not mark resemblance
all the queens have sucked his toe
thumbs, ringed nipples, brown
skin and his pale tongue (like sore)
everybody must have done it, the envy
(and) wanting of the sterling king's life
but he's not a son, much less a whore
To (hold) or don (on) his chest those badges of wins
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