Sun make warmling in my body juice Rise make blanket air, flared nostril Heat make red blush like a salty tounge And too, I make lips seal together as they fold upward and part Lips that only four nights ago chattered blue beneath Layers of gelicide Prodding subtle hisses at Various this and that. Cherish said lips with praiseful song, That which suckle is born.
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I have yellow suns
that stay strong.
I am right
and sticking like all the
gnawing air.
That violent suckle into the surface---
I am right.
Childhood's phantom is the opposite of dawn.
Last,
I was
Surfaces cold.
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Rise make blanket air, flared nostril
Heat make red blush like a salty tounge
And too,
I make lips seal together as they fold upward and part
Lips that only four nights ago chattered blue beneath
Layers of gelicide
Prodding subtle hisses at
Various this and that.
Cherish said lips with praiseful song,
That which suckle is born.
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