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escalera ii (11/22/2020)
a compartment opens like a battery pack
phials of vitriol, brand names
changing out weekly like gods
stale breath rolling forwards
bare syllables
and newsprint tattoos
stamped sideways on sclera.
and we fuck
twisting by the white of our eyes
desperate to void each others' gaze :
Thresher be praised
it works .
another day gone and forgotten
triumphant brass blaring
Nere t...
Sunday 22nd November 2020 2:05 pm
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