***SIGHT***
I’ve seen ugliness
in glorious perfection.
Don’t make me see you.
***TASTE***
Bittersweet is the
ovoid fruit, plump for dream birds.
But you must beware.
***TOUCH***
Peeled grapes in water
always felt like witches eyes
on Halloween night.
***SMELL***
Cat, you stink so much.
I think its the food you eat.
Crack a window, please.
***HEARING***
In desperation,
to block out harpy screeches,
I apply headphones.
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