sprezellie

its not the teensy giggles
its the raw
unsubscribed
laugh till you can't breathe
thing
signal the tilter filter lighter
and we'll be rockin the
floor with our
belly up, ab hurtin
belches of
payce and pieces of joy
all the midday
midnight long

back to poems
back to nostalgia

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