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dry like nothing ever was
it looked as though earthed skin
aged like cork stuck in a bottle
and as if she howled before
gliding through us panting
rabid and spitting cum
with every breath
she inhaled back
into herself

mortified morticians pale
as bleach walking lifeless
hand i n
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fingers

i n side legswelling
o f g e s t a t i o n
birthing insect locks
binding out her palm
opium took the mountain
choking silent germs with
all eyes gazing over the
teeth she brought
each dropped
begging to
fertilize
this ground
with bags kneeling
to watch theseeds
grow into
bones

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