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May 2020
The syllables of my name
Unmoved
By song or siege.
A liaison of compliance
I sleep on my knees.
Newborn only
After stars have died
Trickster. Strip tease.
The braided hair
Of women I loathe.
I am the race of Cain.
The smirk in me, the simper.
An artifact of what whim?
I have only ever cried
For myself.
Help me. I am glacier
Mouth and crater.
Triggersappie
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Triggersappie  35/F
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