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alaistair Jan 2013
prince no. II
the flesh
of your neck
is mottled purple
like
blackberries
in cream
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alaistair Jan 2013
prince no. I
a toss of the lion's noble head,
a slip of the serpent's cunning tooth,
could dull the rosy cheeks of Youth--
were he not already dead.
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