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Body Art
Body Art
David J Walker
It was beautiful beyond any measure
As the birthplace of unheard-of ideas
Mothers wept
Fathers slept
While the skin-toned canvas
Spread thin and then
thinner again
with age
Topographic changes across the brow
The eyes seized in torrents of time
The deliquesce of delicate hands
Unplanned corpulence
In the fading spadix of arums and palms
Light will take what time has left behind
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