Eau De Parfum

like some bougie
brand-name
fuck up
,

just forked out a
flaming’ fist of
twenties

for hinted scent of
ice cream dream
in frosted
glass,

sprayed it and flailed
my wand

’til grimy toes tapped top
of purring waters,

a gazy memory balloons me
‘cross moat to bouncy
castle,

like there was helium
in the blotter
,

and i can make out sight
of love, just resting
there

moonlight braided
in her hair.

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