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Jul 12, 2008 13:41

wild tigers

i.

the heart;

closing shutters, blinds
disconnected valves and electricity
silence does the dirty work

resounding in you with my absence
and for that i'm sorry; a coward

solitary holds no hands
or conjunctions

ii.

the soul;

if i have one, swims
through my veins around my organs
cries until i weep for need to be free
from this mind-controlled body

my tongue twists
like a noose against me
when i speak the father's name

Av, ml Romani mal,
Pawdel dur chumbas.
We submit to no king
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