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Mar 2015
the heathen hours plunge neighing
into something
struggling on my lips
I am looking for my blood
how it knows to explode
the salty earth is my sister
something rounded
dissolves yesterday all over
the crest of sleep brings you to me
whole
full
enraged
with desire

don't peel me off you
that's all
irinia
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irinia  where East meets West
(where East meets West)   
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