Shut up Seraphim
No one cares
What you have to say
On a rush
On a rage
On a whim
Take a snooze
and stay that way
Your tongue
forks twice
in sticky grays
To let us live
the way we please
Like Chocolate milkshakes
Chugging down
All our days
On our knees
Rollerblading
Party crashing
Hothouse flowers
in blushing sprays
Perennial we lean
Perennial we seem
Palms tipped up
to Cherry Pray
