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my eye gleams in its glass jar staring

a strong man pulls the knife from my head

the hungry bread swells in my abdomen

my mouth fills with blood

my blind skin trembles

a blue change comes over me

insects crawl in my ears

cellos scream in the city then slide away

coffins rise in the sea

trees sprout from mirrors

balloons sail like giants at high tide in the evening 

 

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