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Dec 2020
When teeth sink in it feels the same, only red
Red that matters, iron fountain

Then teeth fall out and the eyes know the end
Black and shallow color, it doesn't matter
When the brain can't keep it in

I feel so sublime when my body twitches along
To your radiant music

Then a flash of rouge leaves me stranded in time
Til I find toxins to bind to again
And wash back into the river
bennu
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bennu  26/South Philadelphia
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