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Mar 2020
and i lean into her darkness
weaving a secret web
i am black cherry and roses
to capture you

we talk during a horrible silence
leaving sliced words
like snipped kitty tongues
dripping hex red

then like a renaissance
pandemoniumΒ Β curls
between
fire hot desire
like bon bon handcuffs
and my beer bottle ****
zebra
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