999 Z135

I’m gonna glow throw
a huge parade
in your sour honor
all burnt from your
grandfather’s fire

in the streets
they’re all falling apart
like it
like it could
like it would
like it the way
you want to like it

your parade
will have floats
tiny little boats
made to sink
if you kiss them
him
too loud

empty hole

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AN ISLAND
made to fold