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Her neck is frozen centaur, and wings of necklace, and knots of thread at her spine, 

half of the world are scissors to her, shaken down by the rust on warping fins, the ship sails   A turtle sky, 

unfinished by marble paint, 

a pearl stalactite sings, 

the peddlers

In a net play  their star, 

fish in a glass maze –

Posted 11/26/17
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