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Mar 2019
In me is the silence
that is not there
in the middle of 50,000
Irish bees

that are a black cloak
over my pale skin
my body is their heart
it's beating faster

from their poison, I feel
connected, one
with life, one
with spring, the

loud buzzing
of love here on earth
upon me
within me
Performance “Springtime” by Jeroen Eisinga in 2010-2011

Collection “Lilith's Powers” # 61
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