feeling

A
  Heathen digging
                            Downwards
                                    Into the sulphur of Hell
A dalliance
A country dance in which I get to hold



Your clawed crab like fingers your
            Haunting ghoul tap dance.

   And the interest of freedom instigator of a bunch like
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Dangling like societes bike and peddle with haste
Its all about the thrill of the
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Run rabbit run
Bury your ugly features
Amongst
             Haste and multi vitamins stripes and spots

Towards the sun
    Peering astronomically

             In circumstances the bow and kneel
                     Its all I got its all I feel.
                          Just a little bit smaller
                               Tiny realisation
                                   Dissipated
                                      Feeling