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Monday, February 4, 2013
In Your Eyes
I shine on your stomach
where I removed your entrails
I swell your tongue in my grip
spread frozen across your skin
I sold your heart for feathers
liquefied your joints with pain
I set your whiskers a-quiver
and grew bulbs in your viscera
If you hide me in shame
I grow forever more
Yet if you name me
you prove I am not yours
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