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i am hammering at a wall of tearspounding at the stricken laughtermy breath is raggedand I am heaving in my sobs
a caress which never endsand has no beginningflowing from one body to anotherover one shoulder bladethen down the rhythmic spine
if i said no to the fixed ink of the written pageand declared that love was as i wantedmultiform and chaoticpolyvalent and evermoving
what will you do now with your infinite eyes?what can you be looking at?