In the soft round of your forehead
I can see it coming in
The spike of your curiosity
Ready for another stab
At the unspeakable beat
The Beast of truth
The soft round hidden spot
Between my forbidden bones
Uneaten by plastic mouth
Safe in the womb unconcerned
I can see it coming in
The spike of your curiosity
Ready for another stab
At the unspeakable beat
The Beast of truth
The soft round hidden spot
Between my forbidden bones
Uneaten by plastic mouth
Safe in the womb unconcerned
Labels: art, craft, curiosities, folk, love, mechanical
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