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Oct 2018
Pink palpitations of morning
Moan waking
To shuttering mouths
Clutching
                  Tongue, saliva, breath.
Heaving
Re-imagined into whimpering
/ Yes. Only /
Gripping oxygen;
Skin peeling beneath fingernails
Scratching
          Love Love Love
To the beautiful,
Quaking collision
Dripping liquidplease
To balance the early rain of day.
Dirt Witch
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Dirt Witch
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   mister truth
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