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Suffocated by mirrors, stained by
Her honey belly pulls the
Curves are still upon the
zeros tinge the tiger skin

Moist as grass, ripe and as the night
The sponge is full, well out of
All around the
Icing on the flesh cake

creeps through her secret tunnels
Sucked into the spaces
Burning out in sudden
blood from well-fed faces

Desires in subtle whispers
Flex the in denial
Up and down its pristine
So the music, so the

Vows of sacrifice, headless
Dance in circles, they the
Man and wife, by all
Their trunks in heat possessed

Even as the skins tingle
They mingle with the mother
Who loves the day but another
once was hers

The worried father, long lover
Brushes ashes with his
Rehearses jokes to fly and
over the bride and groom

And the talk on

Memories crash on waves
The lifeguards whom the winter

falls the guillotine
All the are shut
Nervous grip tight the knife
In the darkness, the cake is cut

around, in little pieces
The and the flesh
The family and the
And another in the

The and the flesh