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Boris 38m
Sneaking past
the guard dog I steal
its silence
When one loses grip
They must lower the bar just
To hang on to life
LL 1d
to see you smile like
Sakaguchi Kentaro
that's my sun and sky
02/16/2025
Wilt clots in the folds,
petal-blush drips bruised and sweet,
beauty—too full, spills.

Pith clots mid-autumn,
tongue-laced rubies slit the hush,
juice wails—fermented.

Verdant crypts exhale,
dew beads fuse—serrate hymns sung
in hush-gilded tongues.

Fangs of marigold,
cypress hymns bleed into wax,
veins unknot in wine.

Sapphire tongues unfurl,  
hummingbirds drink liquid silk,  
air sings—syrup-laced.

Ivan 2d
last turn of our moon
celestial body looms
I will be home soon
Thump thump goes the heart
Machinery overflows
Can't rest can't stop, boom!
- David Cunha
february 23, 2025
7:23 a.m.
Viseu
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