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arachnophile
there are these gyres in me
where mistakes twirl and swirl around
the ones i haven't learned from
maybe one day
i'll have more than two eyes
we could talk about lurid things
or love and connection
and i could watch all eight of your legs
splay open like a ruptured rib cage
grisliness
is second
only to charm
where mistakes twirl and swirl around
the ones i haven't learned from
maybe one day
i'll have more than two eyes
we could talk about lurid things
or love and connection
and i could watch all eight of your legs
splay open like a ruptured rib cage
grisliness
is second
only to charm
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