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Derma

their nails were rimmed with blue and grey 
a clinical circle was bordering stain
noisily blossoming; smeared by the pain
the indigo purpled and mantled her flay 
a bruising delusional; deafened contusional 
denting and doubling and bubbling inflamed
detriment gently, vain hysterectomy sectioning skin by the strain

derelict centering
feigning and fondling 
further and fairly deveined  
hemophilia setting in 
azure limbs fettering 
murdering pale for her stay 

cracked from a stutter their 
lips turned in color with
blue blooming out of the brain 
drained on the flooring panes 
still and yet subtly 
shivering like it would rain 

granted their status by 
siren with blood in eyes 
poisonous digits dig in 
mild dim underskin 
derma tint muddling
water spills out with a feign

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Petals

hinting a reddening of accolade festering-
attention directioned to tongue;
paling and tapering winterbourne favor for aptly displacing the sun.
entering awfully, jealousy fostering,
the chimes ring in as it drums,
actually toddering, vision grows wobbly-
marking the brain with a dove.
the fabric had folded as gravity molded their uniform into a flower; 
it faded my fovea, panicking so we could speak a full word in the hour.
whispering dismally into the wind,
focus disposes my head;
clinically interbred- 
feelings from tandem side-
gather to bolster a red.

bells fell in through dwelling speed,
goner elated to simmer and seep-
beckoning into and out of the feed- 
inaudible promise to water the seeds.
enter the ebony poster of reckoning-
pleading and praising a branded palestrian-
pacing to plaster the bodily deafening-
falling in love as epiphany questioning; inter-sea embassy, isn’t it destiny, stilling to sanction a plea.

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Human Bloom

a child collapsed cold in the garden 
talisman waved with the wind 
violently close to a pardoning-
hardening, molding the kin to her seam inter-winged 
horribly marbling volatile harmony 
azure veins fold under skin- jittering 
gently golden it stings 
effigy holding the strings 
partially fondling close within cartilage-
pieces now bloom into things-
before following- 
thin choreology
thew ending progeny
posed they erode intermittently- 
honestly, 
iridine progeny, 
how are you possibly
watching atrocity knead etymology 
skin abound covering, sleeving impossibly 
sinew renewed where it feeds on bare faucet leaks 
farther it blossoms then seeps something bodily 
oddity, pardon me
lovably blue and it bleeds out so audibly 
fissure pains bottling 
lowly imposingly- 
nearing a prophecy 
budding up slowly to figurehead modesty
petals all grown out- they shelter so somberly
flay splayed out flower-wise neatly and modestly 
peaking autonomy 
inky tear conjuring  
pink from the fostering
nauseously
cautiously failing to breathe

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Water Over the Bridge

The distant laughter of a child 
drifted slow from out of sight,
somewhere warm and undefiled,
over the festival lights of the night
gently flaring out bright and unrivaled,
they whisper of creatures that wistfully, might, 
gather unraveled in village-bound aisles, 
lying unfound inside valley bent rivers that
cry abound under the bridge it’s said, others 
who fall in the waters will be found delivered; 
they’ve wandered in farther, tar seeps from their armor,
it forms ceremonial mantles of colors
churning around them like ink in a cask;
inside the village and moving up onward
the wanderers now stand in front of the masked-
creatures so long and pulled-
thin by the tying coats wrapping their bundles of eyes to the dress, 
talisman lying close strung from the temple ropes,
festival-goers now lean in to dance.

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Ecchymosis

inflamed by its sputtering,
cavity muttering-
opened by oaken and metal frame fluttering,
lapsing from pavement and pierced into meat.

uttered uncomfortably, aortas ushering,
sizing in varicose clumps that then gush and bleed-
underneath-
addling- 
marrow now callousing,
blood pools in pockets that rise then fall avidly,
omen of tragedy-
spilling haphazardly-
out through the holes in the abdomen cavity,
ribs weaving in with the antlers and atrophy, 
breaching the velum, the lungs, and the tapestry
matting the fur and impairing anatomy,
mottled in apathy-
unsatisfactory,
violently waning to seize.

soothing the battery
bathed in a subtlety
gathering suddenly,
proboscis covering-
over the spills-
haemolacria bubbling,
butterfly, moth, and diptera now summoning-
spreading, embedding their needles and string.

bleating, unfleeting lachryphagous meaning,
now turning the pool to a flowering weave.

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Fever Spill

the taught red skin wrapped her wrist like a ribbon;
dim and so trimmed with disease.
all bruised from a blood-let cephalic incision;
she's thinned out and gnashing her teeth.
departed in sin, packing cyst into vision;
the brim is now flavored with grease.
knee waning ceases along with derision;
nodes flare and impair with a seize

the solemn defend what is friend to infliction-
a pick to their interlude fevered condition-
it's pierced with precision all cinched by collision;
efficient it crimps where she bleeds.
a lachrymose feed into feral rescission;
omniscient it pins down the seams

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Confession

heeding the worst; lips 
he would rehearse; kiss 
purpose would hurt his-
heart it immersed; drips-
sweat and a forced breath
the words that his mouth bled- 
loud and dispersed; head; 
nose; can’t be reversed; dread; 
rose; slurred and dispersed; face- 
burns slow and they turn; red; prose; 

skin; skirt; eyebrows;
nails; bangs; tied blouse; 
face; flushed; dry mouths-
gasp at the air with a slight growl 
sun’s hold eased by the low ground 
still on the roof but the air drowns 
neither can breathe but they hear sounds;
seeking concretely to cry bounds 
leaking not speaking; their hearts pound;  

peak in, the bleak slims are feet from the brink- 
hymns now pink from the lean in, their ink-
now strings linked- end to end, so in synch-
resonant resin-drink leaking pen-head, a sea-
of red flesh entity, now they rest as they heave-
moving chest, shaking teeth, throats compress, then release; 

rosy mesh;
feign retreat;
sewn in flesh;
aching bleat;

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Sokushinbutsu

the sun is on its knees,
disease leaks out their eyes; alive, 
it fans the drain’s release;
a holy light complies; it dries and-
burned and held and spined.
their molting hair entwined; divine all- 
whole in scar and mind;
a tar that saps and cries; awry
saliva seeping under eyes-
defined-
defied-
and coloring seeds,
the sunlight meeting needs, alieved- 
all impotent yet it breathes,
you see-
apostles in those leaves-
a toss towards sainthood deeds of-
awful plights and seams
colossal- 
copse and coppice read-
the feed;
abound in fervent need-
for knees;
you can’t afford to bleed-
it seems; 
a noose of resin floods the scene- 
their hands make mulch and gush when squeezed,
atoning for-
the autumn leaves
their seeds are filling-
open knees,
the trees are sprouting-
as they please-
from knees
to knees 
a boiled breeze is-
glazing over knotted crease,
the skin pull taught and atrophies 
appalled- 
enthralled-
by pious means,
the knees are weeping sap and teeth,
their caps bend back as bark retreats;
their knees
tear leaves 
their knees 
their knees are-
addled by the branching cleave,
they’re piecing clouds with twigs and screams,
a violent stream of timber feed;
the orb kneels down with open seams;
asunder come-
from knees 
to knees 
they ate the sun-
their knees 
their knees

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Contacts

clarity seeps the wound 
the flip phone missing digits 
a womb infused with violet hues 
it's quiet till it fidgets 

happenstance and bruise 
it swells for martyr avenues  
the screen is cracked yet vivid 

seed in purple 
seized usurper 
seems the impact killed it

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Ebony Tongue

though they sought the gentle verse
a wracking pain drew up their purse 
as thoughtless sovereigns hissed their curse 
the dollars drained; their feign- rehearsed

this tragic dismantling 
ever-torn fabric seams 
flowing a pious demand of the feed 
groveling majesties 
planted their effigy 
cordially under the pew cushion seats

stating repeat 
loving the myrrh 
silent decree
ebony spurs