ruth-milnerWhisper

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Heart StringsMy Vascular ***** to an Animate Object is threadbare. / This Thing is at my center, this insubstantial machine isn't connected. / So neglected, It sits. Fragile and feeble and splintered and split.

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Through the Rivers.I've not stopped dreaming. / I drift through these quays, / through the mouth, onwards!

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RapturedMy earth is in ecstasy. / Your nimble fingers draw out / what I've always wanted.

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