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Would you think I am hungry if I ate your black eyes
Would you serve them to me on a bed of crushed ice (beluga caviar) lemon, butter and spites Would you throw in your heart and give me a spoon Or would you just hold my hand while we gaze at the moon Should I throw yesterday’s rotten apple away? I was not quite a hunter, nor even a pray Should I stop feeling nauseous before I feel dead I’d rather indulge in your lashes instead Are they sweet are they sour or bitter or dumb Just make it a double I won’t leave a crumb Can I stop being fair and trade my worm for a snake How much lust can I bear, how much love can I make? But cravings live little and I may not care at all for deserts Just tell me who it is that irons your shirts
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