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after the flesh

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Tagged: experimentation poetry
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michael raven

c: 251204.1356
it is unkindness
painted a dark blade
they deliver blindside
a haunted wondering
of what was left
unsaid in the
somespace beside
as black warmth
clings cooling
after the flesh

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