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Rubies In a Bird
A campaign for a bloody jewel! The gold is in mine insides. Dig through if the greed So eats you, so seduces you. Do not fear me for risk of dirty hands; If you are afraid of the conspicuous coal-scuffs that would be, here are gloves. I pieced them over months of lambs I loved. The ultimate communion in honor of all-others. It so bothers the wolves, to be silent - They prefer a singing prey which will narrate its own death As a loving manuscript, a classic opera! And the fall of a wailing Athena, to please the Witch-burning crowds, chewing their cinnamon But, I never have screamed. My chords a botched surgery To fix the brain which resides in a concrete block, to chisel out A fossil that has ever only frustrated. I flee to some yolk-soaked desert that coats me like crumbs As I tumble, run, purposed to be devoured by bronze brazen waves With faces, they. I am some sought treasure, A wedding ring plucked from a pheasant's wing And set aside in a pearled bowl while the bird is consumed As Sunday's supper. A life a-chase, a slack-handed clock's base. It is to be a pigeon stuffed to brim With aging jade.
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