At the Pig Well, Pt. 2 [CODENAME_TOUCH ID]

I am a flower
You are a long fence
I tend to cower
Beware! A pretense
I can skate the surface
Of an untied shred of you
In a faux leather harness
Do not pursue!
Holy shit!
Now it’s my turn
To pour the bubbling ink all over her!
Doused in pink bubbly bubblegum, smile with your tongue on my face
Eye-pinned spy vs spy
Maybe forgive my ricochet
The vibes are distorted
Do not pursue
Square off
Where is the door?
At my right hand, a very soft face
I wanna tell my supervisor about you!
I’m confident a copper mud will smear
And bits of words with some lump in their tone
Could you maybe explain?
The recluse is me
All we do now
It seems these days
Is swim in each others palms
My ten legs stored up
Courage to clasp
Neon red structure
Floating in space
Always a brown recluse
Its in the leather
Hooked fingers wiggling worms galore
Open windows and doors
Thin, thin, thin
Doused in pink bubbly bubblegum, smile with your tongue on my face