Between the sunlights comes the sight without the security
Under the stars lies pulchritudinous serpents
Lurking in shadows spies the prayers in infants
Before the clouds meanders the norm in its iniquity

Intricately is the moonwalk sewn into the feminine progression
Fuming glass ceilings confidently govern the gait of strelitzia
Delirious toxicity carelessly gives apathetic demeanour
Open books and public parts for selected discretion

With naïve keys comes nursery rhymes that aren’t so tall
Behind the predicted leaps the known into the bewildering fuddle
One by one follow the vessels to be filled with grey water like ruddle
Behind doors the exiled voices ballroom dances with the walls

But I see you, mes cheris
I see it all, right to the gangrene


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