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one black eye, aslant, askant, another meeting gaze to flick away with dismissive tongue lapping a wide tongue darting, asynchronous tail to swish and never cease swipes up to terrorise a nebula of flies flecking the
coat features a splatter of patterning like rotating planes, flat planets drawn from orbit and welded to flesh that is shaking and spinning a little since she’s lowered-head eating feeding two I guess it is “chewing cud” imagine locating the grass-marble slipping through, one battering pinball against intestinal walls, feeding blind entropy with actions unfolding in cosmic bulk slower than time - the shudder of muscle like the churning of butter motivates to feel nearly reverential but not consciously and sneak a look again now - now, quick brave enough to look again an odd pith of eye dappled not-blackness but like when you adjust to night so stars emerge momentarily see the mote of motherhood in her [de capo] god spit you inside me
on a night when the moon curdled milk I had seen a red sunset in a dream the light split an egg yolk in half and you grew in my stomach I could taste you tart like pantheistic love your phantom limbs kicked half a life into being wind boiled glass as I listened to your breath like wind chimes on your first birthday red meat lay on the table to be eaten the preacher on the street said the eclipse of your eyes echoed the tinny sound of gospels in a lipless flume he mouthed: His sun will burn Us all into darkness. scripture says that men swallow fire like the shadows of something you work your whole life to forget I wait wait for you to come alive and forget you again I wander beneath the sour-milk
light of midnight streetlamps along cracked pavements and pot-holed roads at the ashy-cindered close of the day and realise our memories will forever be irretrievable now you have already begun to turn away. |
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