“Do not fear to be eccentric in opinion, for every opinion now accepted was once eccentric.”
in the mane of the
Kingdom,
there was the flesh of focus torn
like a nail from its bed.
as a child, I never wanted
now I see the birds
for what they are not-
anneal
split from a throat
sung up high
joyous, you say
presenting your shoulders.
nakedness is currency
you are not so important
terribly, I ache for the
fantastic-
annihilation of form!
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