a secret I wouldn't know how to tell
a secret I wouldn’t know how to tell, but will attempt to anyway:
three white mischiefs...a torch held high and four harvesters, a glance, then!
3 on 2, falling in the rearview. then.
sweet paan in my mouth with nowhere to spit and 2 layers of super 555 brown packing tape, high speed. relax, don’t...! watching on the roof for what, lights? relax.
500 candles to 'do' - diwali comes, still.
red and white polka-dotted ribbon unspooling.
gold dust on my forearms won’t wash off,
out, damn glitter
three white mischiefs...a torch held high and four harvesters, a glance, then!
3 on 2, falling in the rearview. then.
sweet paan in my mouth with nowhere to spit and 2 layers of super 555 brown packing tape, high speed. relax, don’t...! watching on the roof for what, lights? relax.
500 candles to 'do' - diwali comes, still.
red and white polka-dotted ribbon unspooling.
gold dust on my forearms won’t wash off,
out, damn glitter
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