Black

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Golden cage aches
Tired meat combusts

Piled up with all the others

As if plague were
Upon this altar

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I am moon tricked
Milk betrayal
Hope’s gash, elixir gone
We blood-bathed emerge from gas Peer now at each other

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Amnion in smoke

Inconvenient manifest
My body’s property

Flamed with all crosses

That penetrated my sisters