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Onoma
Poems
Jul 2020
Taste of Blood
a body whose
blood coldly abstains,
drinks from the goblet
of centuries.
to wipe it from the
mouth of night as it
runs like drool from
a waking dream.
if only to recapture
a kiss.
to starve back its
slow burn.
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