Cricket

craving for the seven
you’ve forgotten sense
I’m telling to my mirror
stupid glance of alice
with no conversations
left

or right
should the rabbit say
searching for the gloves
craving for the seven
needed as a weapon

dear, then the duchess
would have said to me,
oysters are delicious
craving for the seven
on the cricket pit

sparks, told me the queen
and naught wrong was she
craving for my seven
deeper on my cells

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