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bathed in color in the rainbow
we their he us mine her them us
sweet wrath gone to vinegar
and tiger lilies! dandelions!
skin all organ, hair harmonica
there’s no place like homage
meat’s the music of the stars, girl
that’s no motor that’s your skin
up/down cuts ice when it’s thin
you play you spray you spare you
choking down the flood of malice
i saw eyeballs lashed and packed in
bone-spit-ash-and-venom bear
twisted cranes, summer rigged
up like a match to a heartbroke




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