Can We Go Inside Now?

Mink oil moisturizer
on crushed velvet tent.
Why would you do that, ever?
Purple mountains majorly.
Then a disc of subtle hued pink.
Slip into player and groove.
Gurgle mint and lime juice,
spit into wooden cup.
Deer hair in mouth. Two realizations:
Deer go to icky places. When was
I near a deer enough to get hair
in my mouth? Then a dawning
of some really sweet thought.