Your sick twisted wicked little heart
Has slipped itself somehow into mine
Your cracked slack backing hole part
Your lips crimp indelicate four-time

Your lips crimping delicate four-time

Your rounded mounds I soundly start
I know I worked the other side
I'll go hasty tighter with your pastry cart
Dessert don't hurt this girt so wide

Dessert don't hurt this girt so wide

Your sick twisted wicked little heart
Holds every inch I rode a poem
One verse in reverse your purse to start
I slip into prose but know to roam

I slip into prose but know to roam

Your sweet peel feelings make it right
My parting started slow has grown
All I push and pull you say "good night"
While time your eyes memorize me home

While time your eyes memorize me home

Your sick twisted wicked little heart
Has slipped itself somehow into mine
Your cracked slacking back hole apart
And lips singing delicate four-time

And lips singing delicate for time

Dessert don't hurt this girt so wide
I slip into prose but know to roam
Your lips crimping delicate four-time
You time your eyes to memorize me home

12/14/25