Hello-bent

Helter-shelter homeward ground
Daylight swelter newness found
Onto next a place to stow
All the life that's yet to grow

Vaguely grammar inward hiss
Stately stammer blown up kiss
Weren't you watching for the score
Burnt by scotching taped to door

Telling not how much to say
Gaining hot untouched bidet 
Where we looked it wasn't new
Older scars that pointed: you

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