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May 29
1.
on her arms
carve a delicate
bloodletting

each pinprick
a sandy glint
in her Martian landscape

canals of meaning fill
until finally the storm has left her streaking
like an iron sunrise

on her limbs
the word-tattoos dry
like calligraphy
on tree trunks

2.
she
so mysterious

a
work-of-art
in motion

a
crimson flower
stamped with the light of dawn
Thomas Goss
Written by
Thomas Goss  WA
(WA)   
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