favorite picnics

heres what im reading at the poetry reading tonight

raking at

pests favorite picnics

raised just to be scraps

and itching intimacy

isnt just

couch cushion crack

deep

you are not just

the loose change

that goes towards

a chests load

of forgiving

dirty laundry

flush and flush

by this time tomorrow

yuletide will have toweled off

a sort of sticky 

crime dont

and wont mind

swapping spit

with our prospects

pouring like cats

and dogs

but what did i expect?

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enjoyed the flow of this write, well done!