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speaking of evolution
my fingers recede
leaving thier
invisible history
across the fall
of your lower back
i get tangled in the hollow
and trip on the rise
star clusters like pin pricks
or one thousand blinking eyes
forge feathers where bone once cried
speaking of evolution.
leaving thier
invisible history
across the fall
of your lower back
i get tangled in the hollow
and trip on the rise
star clusters like pin pricks
or one thousand blinking eyes
forge feathers where bone once cried
speaking of evolution.
Posted 10/17/11
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