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rev0lve, as the grubs eat your pulpy carcass, as the millipedes know new depths of intimacy, we're never alone (in) the deep ground, as the mud of mire, reclaims translucent skin, as the love of all things transcribes, your fate, marked on lashed hands, lungs lost all capacity, for love, for light, digits reaching out, to the caked maw, pulling out the suffocating earth, as you dig and pry until you are free, of fate, of translucent skin, till the lungs are air, till your wings are air,
till our eyes are sunward.
© Bryan McLean May 23, 2010
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rev0lve, as the grubs eat your pulpy carcass, as the millipedes know new depths of intimacy, we're never alone (in) the deep ground, as the mud of mire, reclaims translucent skin, as the love of all things transcribes, your fate, marked on lashed hands, lungs lost all capacity, for love, for light, digits reaching out, to the caked maw, pulling out the suffocating earth, as you dig and pry until you are free, of fate, of translucent skin, till the lungs are air, till your wings are air,
till our eyes are sunward.
© Bryan McLean May 23, 2010
059/100:2
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