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￭ Forever Rains
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2008-12-04 | |
These obsolete, lacerating words I’m carving
my haggard life into
numb and shapeless fingers
are actually miscarrying themselves…
I cannot be blamed, as
we do not blame nature
for the lioness’ den
or for the shameless skin of the snake!
Yet I could be put to death,
but only for that thoughtless light growing ripe
in my backward footsteps’ puddles...
Have you found the rope
of my weightless body?
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