Wednesday, 11 December 2013

More Sapphic Fragments

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/ walls
 approach climax
kill me

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abuse    proxy
  a body  child
thrown
  undeterred,
mother's suckle.

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

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

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I hope for nothing 
  to come is the sky,

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


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