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International Velvet

take me to a tea-warm moat coated in fallen wisteria

to broken shells in hell

to that light-scarred place only diamonds remember

and the dearth of my scaled flesh












do you remember you shot a seagull?

go home old man. go tire yourself

of the chew

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oh Nina

furied are the flames of breath chamade

for the actress rage is salt

*

a man came along by chance













crumbs from a warm prayer

to understand incremental swallowing
take me to water
rub my eyes
those copper bugs to pills

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