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the
last sin |
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pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams... |
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i
am a zoo |
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an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions... |
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syphilis
and love |
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syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort... |
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shell
and pearl |
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amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed... |
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i
am an unmarried mother
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fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton... |
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the
lovers |
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cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars... |
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rebirth |
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ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture... |
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the
young today |
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innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition... |
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shell and pearl
amidst highs and lows
in life’s ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed
aglow
with passion of creation
fostering
a seed form
nurturing
an individual
she feeds her unborn on her blood
ticking in her womb
the life
in fetal realization
throws its unformed arms
reaching out
to her touch
forgive the tired poet’s skepticism
that all aqueous drops need not be pearls
trust the blossom of kernel
in a mothered chaff
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