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Ragpickers

"Save the last dance for me..."
I give thee my decaying peeling flesh ripe  
as the tuberose, heavy perfumery leaking  
from the vulva neutralizing the miasmas,  
foaming, saving it for the ragpickers, like
curdled semen dripping from an abalone's  
shell, crawling out of my grave, four
minutes after death    
Written by adagio
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