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Adjuncts

a relative  perception
this intimate dance of
adjuncts and quantum f l u c t u a t i o n s

poking and prodding
these open mouths, these tongues
these words, making light bend
these fires burning twice as bright
where stirs a glowing passion for me to burn again

death is a lover endlessly coming
thrumming the heart away
no need to fret, worry or muddle
cuddle her as I lay
fall into deep, infinite sleep
weep that I cannot stay

pictures at an exhibition or books on a shelf

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