A bellowing (Katie Lewington) I have come to a halt Social media account got to a point I’m rushing it writing it I am drunk Do I have to keep posting Til my views add up Do we weigh up an impression enough? Need to strap up my wounds I am writing in the privacy of my room I’m feeling more than lust Words, yes also L E T T E RS Those keys of the piano I am unsure of how to play but really, the font, Size, colour, count Can I arrange like a tea party R we heard What attracts us - smell sense scent, a quirk? Words are so vulnerable Sanitized babies are no good/we want unkind coups Not an ample amount of subtle
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