donkey donkey splash

the dirt smells wonderful as we forget the letters spelling god’s name in sandboxes full of tangerine broken glass.  Lines are drawn, people eat each others ear wax and celebrate celebacy while cuddling close to one another in an erotic embrace centering themselves, pigeon holed, orifices screaming for more.  Ice cream trucks circling.  People agonizing of cherry strawberry over lemon marangue pie like it was some sort of television special for the children who eat shards of metal for their daily bread and cut each other with sharpened finger nails questioning why is doesn’t have to be this way.

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