thankyou, karl

Let your feelings slip but never your mask

after Karl Hyde

With your gunmetal heart, boy,
the city absolutely loves you.
I scream so much
but if I can get a little watersugar?
your eyes would be snake fighters for me again,
vying to shine in answer to the colors
of the questions you’ve seen on my face when we’re both maskless:
white deep blue andalusia red yellow deep blue morocco.
O you downtown waterfront boy, O you having been stained!

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i want to get hey locked boy on my collarbone.

yes?

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like arrow wounds