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FEELS LIKE
::: one spin one won
::: I’ve forgotten how // one won
::: she tastes // forget it
::: I’ve forgotten how // one spin
::: she looks // night as a dress
::: ::: – –

baby
let me cradle (should have, the birds)
all they creep up my tights
my skin burnt
her skin tasted like aloe (should have
said, the birds creep up on you)

FEELS LIKE