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| fracture night signs and doorways and the sound of shoes abusing rain something i said hollowed you contaminated ( a semen stain on a communion dress) you turn away green red yellow blue light on your leather jacket the city tilts traffic the sound of ripping skin i see you as ordinary extraordinary you look at me (an x-ray glance) and i want to see you being born |
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