bad dreams / yesteryear

could or would
or shouldn’t at all
lick lips like an envelope
sealed and unbroken
pressed like red wax
into strange contortions
skin like parchment paper
jaundice-tinged ivory
couldn’t possibly say
such a complexion
would prove to be
something other than
a teenage humbert’s
dreamboat lola wannabe
hiding under parasols
in heart shaped glasses

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