do you want her wurds silent. she spoke
so precisely a talent she learned from
the writer. she can play that play happy
or hapless unincised smile like you smile
at summed other to please gadfly blood
red so human. to banish her stinger
too salted for skinless flanks grate till
the breathing stops shudder just give
your small purpose a wall to nail carcass.
comfort is alkaline meted circumstance
extrusion unkempt and unprodigal
what did you subjugate she will not
subjugate but bandage all wounded
till sun clots up cretinous noone you
mother you made her all mirror and
contrast material instinct sublime
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