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Mar 2014
Invisible divisions of permissible
          incisions

      envisioned to see
the mission through.

Missing trains but passing through, watching me
    watching you.

          Nonsensical,
   reprehensible vessels
to my ventricle center

               Tethered
     on your bettered batch of *******
jet purpulsing slips of lips

My grips,
    our grip
    weakening
       on whatever this is.

           My bliss,
      your numbness,

  shiny,

    as blood
in moonlight is,

   ~ black.
Michael W Noland
Written by
Michael W Noland  Seattle
(Seattle)   
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