Testo Tweed

stockingedfeet
my mystery
you're someone i can jump
on beds with

stockingedfeet
i love how
you keep gruesome
wisdom teeth
in little jars

stockingedfeet
my weakling
in love with a
sewing machine

stockingedfeet
you
love to fall
asleep
on
the dictionary
i bring
you a bouquet
of cobwebs
and you dust
me off
smiling