

title is contained in poemI said: I'm honey-crushed darling, there are stars before my eyes / Fifty Lashes of Her Tongue and Seventeen Cautious Kissestitle is contained in poem
The sleepless speak in unseen octaves Aquarium eyes, your bathysphere orbs Take me to the center of the ocean But the captain must go down with the ship
And hearts are elevators With mechanical failures The lights are out and we're trapped Unmoving, Underground Eyes glint in the corners, We're not alone; will we be found?
We descended into this sky-mineshaft Smothered in red velvet A lie and a searchlig
swamp thing
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