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Published: 2013-04-06 23:30:18 +0000 UTC; Views: 161; Favourites: 1; Downloads: 0
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you,sensuous olive tree
skin oil and rough bark eyes i,
catch the slivers of air between my teeth
cold, stuck
like bug smiles on a motorway
dead clock that
rusts away on the inside
clay in my fists, and worms in my veins
aphrodisiac beetles
make [love potions] crawling motions
cochineal stains in my gullet
lips mark first love,
oh indeed my best




