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Sep 2020
a clear line placed in
an ocean reeled to a shore--
pulp of sands wild with
mountains.

Kunda...the gyrating necks
of underbrush as Ma moves.

mass die off of black birds

freshly fallen into forest fires

that tear off their saffron robes--

~ROAR!!!!!!!~
*Inspired by the song: "My Body in Bloom", by the ******* band Boundaries.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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