9 black of my black, like sun like blood, like decanted wine spill shadows to search for what is after i know what is after. these knocked cups, portals offering cracked bird necks hot hearts watered nip a deep dirty pulse… do you see? pick one, step in– i’ll follow close like the ghost of ankle bones. drink up. again, i've seen these lives. tender wretched hauntings.
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