The womban

The woman visits me with slits in the teeth
Her tongue is bared and she whispers at me all the things I’m afraid I want to hear And her cunt is a sack full of treasures the whole world’s too afraid to ask for Or gluttonous rings around the rosy
Pockets full of pussy

Circuitous phantasies the fairies leave treats for me Mother momma don’t ever leave me I want you to feel something she says
I already feel something
In the breadth of a thousand suns
What more can be done

We’re already forgotten
Who are we running from
When all the worst fears
Suddenly appear And Ain’t leaving this time
Got no wheres to go Once in the flow

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