my shudder, blessing smile
between blue-blur
scarred skies — society,
fractures creme
egg-pink baby lips
[a conspiracy]
between yard flamingos
and righteous blue beetles
and laughing zealous
crying zebras
the ears have walls
and no eyes to see
04-11-2014 ::
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