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Wednesday, 11 December 2013

More Sapphic Fragments


/ walls
 approach climax
kill me


abuse    proxy
  a body  child
mother's suckle.



the eyes violent order
rat-guard, and  remain
orbiting clarity


Maim from our love I was never
fair or kind. Stinging or tied, to lilt on.


I hope for nothing 
  to come is the sky,

man stares at the sky
and the sky stares at man.

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