Tag: body
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Flexskinny
Not a pick on when I flex Not a swollen pectoral to wiggle Not a hilltop bicep to help my visual I’m purely lyrical Hunchback with a voice of syrup They run to me, like spurred shoes squeezing in the stirrup Endangered not extinct, my variety of rhino is spearmint My kitchen floor is lino,…
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Scooping out my royal guts
Downward the doctor’s hand Lancet’s direction A widening striation My eyes held wide, whiteredded Weeping in confination Buttons of my body opened Blood oceans out Breached peach of cut flesh Whales of my selves beaching Cells each whole and part Great things happened here once. Threaded back together empty Readied for cerecloth I begged them…
Alchemisland 