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The Fabrics
A steep drowning
in traffic of curves-
of legitimate sin.
It was a supergame
of exotica. Witchcraft
was playing with light-
years. Are you still
hosting the life? In
cracks and crevices of pain?
Very methodical. You were
devouring the death to
become immortal. Were
you serious about bount-
eous harvest? Your alma mater,
where you wrote your first poem.
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