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naloxone ASG (07/05/2021)
a sun
found blue lipped in the thrush
lips ovaline in rapture
with a mile of drag marks and
waxen splinters;
a crash of self-discovery to be sure.
neck craned up and out
tward unseen nothing
idle mouth agape, stuck on the shape
a garotte of a word:
higher.
beautiful.
but left behind by the glassian spark
of its clean soul.
just another broken bird
to be taken by that gr...
Tuesday 6th July 2021 4:30 am
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