Clearwater baby,
Dionysian thrill,
A deep, dangerous water, come drink your fill,
Push the boundaries, see what happens, then sit back and chill,
Your Mama won’t like it - but you know that you will...
Your words are like a strip tease,
They’re gagging for more,
They are seduced into thinking,
The world your trick and your whore,
First they try you, then they buy you to spit you out on the floor,
The Lion silenced forever so they can listen no more.
Stubborn quiet now screams by your last gory bed,
Dismal “What ifs” and “Whys” stagger round in my head,
Then a blazing comet unzips the sky - in a fiery feat,
And I laugh as I think: “Pretty cool, pretty neat!”
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