 - Talent Show
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- Night’s
Sole Flower
Is Your Eye
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- Night’s
sole flower is your eye
& green’s most prehensile hair
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- heart
of a chrome whistle about the crow’s throat
the boss’ sun hoarfrosted
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- upon
the dark slant of the workers’ sun
their bulimic moon
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- sedated
by hypodermic blue, the
approachable shade)
unremembers
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- diamond
sunburn of sugar’s long translucent bicycle
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- leaving
bed for road’s sinister asterix sleep
the sister’s junction
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- hypnotized
by the twins of fish and leaves
the shadow birch
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- crisscrossed
in white vinegar’s pyramids
the calcium horns
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- stilted
across your wired brow
the coffin black radio
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- swirling
with luminous coral numeral snakes
love’s letters
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- linked
in burning poppy sperm
the screaming linen’s
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- fleur-de-lis breaths. The boss
Anemone!
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