i was nothing
but
a ceramic clown
spinning spasmodically
through the hellnado
in the eye
of her cyclonic
insecurities
the fervor
inherent
in her fever
brought
beads of sweat
across
the cleft lip of
honesty
i was nothing
but
a ceramic clown
spinning spasmodically
through the hellnado
in the eye
of her cyclonic
insecurities
the fervor
inherent
in her fever
brought
beads of sweat
across
the cleft lip of
honesty
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