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[risk]

if a single salivary gland were satisfied
would i give up this restless rotten rind?
caught beneath my complicated rib cage
lies a maggot of lies ready to give birth.
will the release be worth the friction?

is there a fear behind your hands?
a palindrome prepared for either answer?
somethings are best left to paintings
and some words best left to lips.
let our hands be busy and our lips languish together.