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Anavigable
Anavigable
ripe fruit clings to sterile vines
bursting with inebriated grins
pavement rivers flow nearby
merchant ships brush crooked shins
sex in streetclohes superceded
by everpresent partial shed
of the form that lurches limply near
tainting where the children tread
melting pasts have spines split open
by melting presents twice as full
encompassed by spiraling fluid mosaic
silent flowing alcohol
fluids of a forgotten night
borne by an anavigable tine
(on a fork of barren life)
semen, saliva; water, wine
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Your arms are broken!
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