Dinner Date
Akash Batti
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Underground labs with a pen and a pad like an expert
Excavating archaeological sites in the most discarded regions
Dysmorphic times, archangels protecting these heathens
My phobia for failure drives me towards luminous photons
It's ludicrous, lest you hear it in an interview
Candle lit dinner date with death sitting across the table
Enticing red gown, she reaches forward like I can save you
I retort like save yourself, I belch contempt
Hang with gremlins, gargoyles, most noble of men
Notoriously known from the nebula right to the Kremlin
Woven lies in the fabric of your speech
No different from any of the other women I've dealt with
John Doe