Slumber Party Songs

A cherry is the fruit of many almonds,
she says,
while ty(p)ing the string with her tongue
and teeth.
I don’t know what it means but I like
the sound
and the way we are both December sweet
-hearts and
growing Calypso-gypsy punks in sea
-foam green.
We are jubilee circuses in tutus and
ridiculous socks,
extraordinary manners heckling snow.
You can sit
in our skyboxes but only until mid
-night. And
don’t feed us after that or we become
(whimsy)gizmos
of silly songs and air guitar strings.

 

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From a Shawna word list, of course. 😉 

 

 

 

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