Frith Hilton Collection XI

It’s in transit I first saw her soot

several times with the spoke screwed

cycling over humps, noticing new brooks

only by the village bicycle in cruise.

Racquel Natasha

I have a taste

... does she ... I’ll train

... in her carapace

I’ll lift my weight

and to a helping wreckage ...

that’s our stage.

Chantel Jeffries

With brownout troth

her hotness engulfed

with the hasp of her orb

hoodoo poochie-fication

and in that moment it was

magic meeting the eye lost

mum won't see, dad's dross

while I'll work any fire station.

Kendall Jenner

In attendance

but in its wallop's froth

three terms

ridding off the one rote.

Mariam Rod

My eye plugs are fixed

the dark was draining

it's a kosher morning

emotions now clean.

Noelia Ramirez

Let's go for the shindig

together we can ming

icky, I like to sing

wingy, it's DJ Paris

as Hiltons, we'll bring

the ding ding's bling

down your seventeen.

Taylor Swift

Everyone said I was boring

so my mood took for coshing

where my hopes felt crunchy

how 'd I let my amulet ditch me

asking none, with my gist of no grip

silence gave me its beeline greetings

with no bard defending our meeting

I sat on my dreams waiting for Paris.

Eliza Rose

Words aren't cut short

but in an obstruse blurt

so give me false thoughts

and I'll sell one of our bonds

it could be a lie absenting dot

its sentence at its evening worth

only play it a toccata to no adjourn.

Mikaela Testa

In the long skittish essay spool

regaling moi with your truths

wandering, I found a spoon

eating the lichen spruce.

Mikaela Testa

The weekend is coming

and so is the hunting

hunting — nothing

so I'm helping

let's all kill

the week

its flick.

Baby Goth

Averagely it's sandwich

so only touch the hand which

you know that's with continuous beef

Gwendolyn Celine and Samantra

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I saw a pert and said hey

with no answering say

I was sod dismayed

so I turned away

eyes hay faced.

Corinna Kopf

There isn't much I have

it's tumbleweed distance

till thinking crumbs, departs

whistling in its huddling match

far away now, I hope it's attached.

Mikaela Testa

Gullible as ineffable

with my rust calming toss

a giant as an awarded constable

and nothing gives for cantors

but with the students in brood

ornate by their young clocks

a morning assembly of seven.

Corinna Kopf

I'm terrible

like a thimble

thumb humbled

with only a huddle

addled if construed.

Kylie Jenner

Someone asked me if I'd a band

they meant if I'd hand a hand

I laughed watching them bat

ready to upend their plan

it's when I saw the dark

and knew Mars isn't sad.

Mariam Rod

I was seeing

my ears listening

my thoughts heeding

close basal feeding

preacher by his wheel

with this TV in hiding

the picture's periphery

till my mind's powering

eye holding nothing

with only a left sheen

of a cut-in reverie

where it's a screen

earning memories

of my natural nanny

but why her province

her place was happy

it's what I'm guessing

no one's really free

as he sings, he decrees

a wall neighbouring

a reminder reflecting.

Mikaela Testa

I just wonder

it isn't a blunder

climbing wisteria

huddling hunger

spattering waters

on a flat earth woman

singing of a cravat

swinging with stamps

the doors she tramps

I auscult her cramps

pooched to the entrance

and exits if firm hand

do I baddie gad

do eyes badly guard

I for one mean hatch.

Mikayla Demaiter

There's a mood famine

and it isn't what's happening

it's the canvas that's pedantic

but it hasn't settled for grim

instead, it's oddly welcoming

and we've set off for its streams

and I too have come in peace

just like the others on arriving

in gait, step to step, I'm whittling

excusing its so long promises

singing to its attention's view

another new meaning.

Kylie Jenner

With an adjustable foot

an early heavy birth clot

I entrenched young roots

she had a boy

it was the new truth

she gave support

his emotional food

growing my strut

and my legs grew

other parts too

for her active spoon

soon I could talk

my thoughts could rule

she'd made an adult.

Cindy Kimberly

I'm fain again

for her sentence swathes

taking up my blame

bagging the chicane

it's no one else's name

a sprog to her reign.

YesJulz

I just noticed

this once I'm not police

why it's cataclysmic

it's pure haram ritz

what I feel.

Carmella Rose

I have a glaze

so it's a waste pace

not around these days

only I may

wearing that face

and how can I play

impatient or impaled

a song selling details

pelting the certain

parsimonious arraign

I'm weak leaking ache

the drip is a sermon date

and I bet it's arcane

where is my mind's aid

I've got only the stake

so I'll suffer the same

where it ends again

and I'll have a shake

no ingredients that wake

but I'll be home tamed

no glaze or grace

tired with no clay

I'll check and behave

right there, I'll manage

just how it's straight

the crooks could wait

I'd have change

finally a fate

an unending silent paint

your palette rate

everything so late

zero on disdain.

Emily Ratajkowski

Darkness has a new myth

past its previous width

it's a lot it encompasses

like the hours it keeps

it got breakfast licensing

and by supper it's launching

so it's left me reasoning

of the days in the garden

the first evening and morning

when nothing ever slipped

and there cases were new.

Sydney Sweeney

Lifting my thoughts beyond the pale

my antagonistic retirement champ pain

if it's all for nothing, it's to find no spade.

Taylor Swift

If I take this route

it won't be my boots

it will be the left good

the least hurrying mood

signing off the truce nude

its closing nudge in abstruse

at the parenthesis it'd brooked.

Princess Maria Chiara de Bourbon des Deux Siciles