Jeffery

write dipped in teabags

honey sipped hot

diluted

tongue.

thug

I see grey

picked with neon pinks

& greens. a complicated man

filled with marshmallows. I miss ya tonsils

wet wet

you came home

for the beat, both past

& tense.

yet, only you & I can see the future.

I’m being as honest as possible

but all I really wanna say is—

free you.

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