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Feb 2014
**** stained and captive
Welcomed the breath
Of black wire and curled mane
Sharp since of loss
It’s my mouth!
It’s too late

But the roaring sea
Is finally aware and has the time
I’ve been there-
Vivid,  
an animal maw
Waves and rocks splitting
mouth and jagged teeth
Dreamt of the masturbator
on some Spanish sea
hungry guest
with a Ouija use of amber to discover
Black curling tides, hidden meaning
Of headline trash and our tangled hair
My head bobbing in the waves
Orpheus’ protégé
With nightingales guarding my grave
yokomolotov
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