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Oct 2011
some of those thin moths are snowblind
enchanted by cheap tricks, trickling for magicians
past their prime.
four wings, naked lunch
moonbeams
long time.

the universe is unlatched
and just fine.

you come from nowhere
and go over there
all the time.

your eyes, some
remarkable placid
rancid with
naive.

plunked into an anagram
of our first kiss

disregardless
the Cerberus
you doubt
with.
Third Eye Candy
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Third Eye Candy  M/USA
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