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Flesh Cargo
In the anatomy of my flesh's cargo
clogging my mind's cobblestones
a shadow trailing over cold rocks
riding shotgun in my casket
from the moon's blood-red womb
like a hunchback cleaning their nails
analyzing my worn-out shoes
in the anatomy of my flesh's cargo
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