lesser worm
at your feet
aroused
smooth milk white of you
for scissors and saws
and i wonder
where you go
when i breathe
a dirge
and a juxtapose
eats the red lights
plight sight
noir rite
confection of an
iris blooming my
rib cage dripping
fire engine red
like bone geometry
measuring the distance
that has always been
between us
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