guilt

drips

under a hot sun

voices follow you

eyes

talk

walk

feeding you

calories of guilt

remorse

recalls the

sweet

heavy cream

a mind shot with fun

numb

a pain

bought

caught

carpet stains remain

no hiding this spot

let it stay

decay

deeply

until dizzy

again

under a hot sun

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