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| superleni |
my heart is rivers in tunnels pumping chugging thumping sometimes razorblades sometimes rain sharp torture on black oil mirror soothing cooling clear again cement mixer pouring through the boredom bruised and clogged by schrapnel and rubble endless viscous rounding the corners of flesh like you find in a meat pie |
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| superleni |
touch me here it is a sensation my cement and water, oil running through your fingers not sticking for your fingers are coated in sand your skin is me-proof your face is terrified you thought i was flesh and mud |
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