with chained ankles,
hush, thrilling lips,
a body floats inside my mind,
dwindling through the carcass,
old and vintage-
a mahogany river of crooked moonlight,
this body blooms and sinks at the same time,
uttering a blob of big sun-shaped tongue
emerging through the stains and walls
through veins and puddles.
this time itches now,
I have wounds all over my barren body
a body- now a pit of marks.
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