serene
“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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