nimble mortar
I only did this party for myself when you came through.
The party didn’t meet your standards unfortunately.
Maybe if I made the LED blue?
How do I prevent another one of the critiques you hand out remorselessly?
I never asked you to tell me how much you loathed the colors
or throw back-handed compliments around so mercilessly!
Grinding my molars,
words stick like fluoride varnish
and giving my cavities sweet suckers.
arctic jungle