Nectar by My eyes burn

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Jun 2015

Nectar

Taunting bones

poke through thinly stretched skin

bruising flesh like dropped apples

You sliced your finger-tip off

in the process of

cuting out the

core

Written by

My eyes burn Seattle.

(Seattle.)

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