You are sweet Your honeyed touch and cinnamon hair
You are so sweet
And soft
People like you
With a mango tongue
And peppered skin
You have apricot eyes
About Me.
- Emma Cherry
- In a yellow sumbarine, Liechtenstein
- We must blend into the choir Sing as static with the whole. We must memorize nine numbers and Deny we have a soul. And in this endless race for property and Privilege to be won. We must run, we must run, we must run.
