oil spills in your eyes
nothing
kills your garden intact red blood smells
where no one is appointed
Adams and Eves
ephemeral smoke bones vanish
infinite corridors of empty metaphor
walls scratched by Man nails
Semen thread threading the eye of the needle hole you
peak
word off light dazzles me
melted candle wax
unrecognizable corpse of what we were cremated
paved meat
infidels two to two finishes
alone and hidden in the silent mill smell
book gap that is not mine me
'm not the one who loves you
I am filled with sand which
clocks that measure non
kisses that are lost on your tongue
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