how the wasps in my stomach sing

[purple_and_red]

in buzzes for their dishevelled queen,
the larval lady, all fat and white,
puckered like a painful mouth sore.
in the dark my sisters snore
they breathe in light minced breaths
i lie like christ on lead-lined pipes
to cringe at their warm wet whispers.

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[andthatsdone]

Just had to tell you I love that frog thing. Thing is an ugly word for what it is, but I don't have a better one. Anyway, awesome!

[purple_and_red]

thanks :)