“Cotton Candy Carnations”
Departed roses and heroes
from another life,
some call it otherworldly
and they’d be right in panda mittens
we wear coat-closets, milk kittens,
throw-up in a mink coat,
your jewelry mixed
with punishment mittens
punched in a fresh jugular
spaced-out space coats, controls
pierced with the caught fish
when we blubber and jiggle
the sun is an oil
racing our hearts to a fatal giggle
for nips in the buds:
there’s always a harsher yesterday
tomorrow will finally blind us
you may drink the blood of me
of cotton candy
snakes pierce shields
always sometimes through the powder
and powers that be
in vested vests and suits,
these cards a devil dwelt
feverish and heartwarm
shivering of elf and goblin ears
all in a rosy row
on a shelf above the bedstead.
nicholauspatnaude 
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