You spread like wine
Over a silk dress, a
Copper-mouthed
Carnivore spinning
Contradictions into a
Hypothetical prime
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I’ve got a head full
Of heathen posies,
And a lavender soul
Spilling forward like
A thirsting wisteria
We’re all swaying to
The refrain of your
Avaricious pulse
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Cotton-mouthed with
Misplaced expectations
I watch you slip dimensionless
Into patina, ambidextrous
Heart pocketing the sunrise
And sunset in the same
Thieving swoop
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