I have licked up your tears with a forked tongue
I have strung your tears out like dewdrops n sewn them together
Into a spiderweb's nightgown:
Tears u shed for yr daughter, yr childhood, and for the madness of love; and
for the emptiness inside of my cunt where u wanted to spread yr seed like starbursts
on an empty clouded sky.
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