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Gun Bubble Drunk
Memory’s echo, delicate ash
Throat pinned frozen held sacred in shadow
Into winter’s mouth, silence descend
Beautiful annihilation, bound in light
I Wander in the theater of the rising sun
Gun bubble drunk (knowing that)
Darkest is the heart before the distant storm
Darkest is the storm under the distant heart
Storm heart
Heart storm
Violence conceive
Violence reborn
World
fire
voice
inflect
life
desire
breath
neglect
Copyright ©
Mat Ignacio
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