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bad sigils on my own doorstep

over&again
i prophesy

instinct emphasis
curses and cures

from obsidian screens
manifest flesh
licks with its long tongue
stirs with its long spoon

whole inside me
spectral thrusts
i bite his neck
her breasts

they cure for a time

she skinny slips back into her shell
her smile- never so flat and exalted


fuck you all

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