if you gave me
half a moon of a chance
i would
kiss the incisors
out of your mouth, clean
and hold them in my
own, like chippings
from an old mug
then
pray my tongue into
a bowl of holy water
and ask god to never
leave you thirsty.
P.S. Reblogged from http://rambli-fications.tumblr.com/post/10076419556
1 week ago
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