jupitersterrain four

your lips feel like melted wax 


like your gargling a pickled gherkin 

with your mouth full 

n your tongue wonks like a cartoon 

going blurrrraaahhgggg

misc draft 


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a glugging sound 

like an alien eating a soul









n he had a silly drunken smile 

n that ticket inspectors eyes 

were all red n watery 





n you can smell that beaver

a mile off