the Culture Bomb

Sad little Poison me

Your buttons are bleached

Your buttons are bleached

The tone in your voice is bleached

The hole in your ear is bleached

Your feverish touch is bleached

The thoughts in your face are bleached

My words are ammoniated

I’ll mark my movement

My movement is ammoniated

I

My skin is ammoniated

You

You should not have kissed me with your bleach lips.

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