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Part of a Cyst






A lizard eating its own tail
The smacking of lips heralds the dusk of ages
When we are naught we spin
like erasure heads
The taste of rubber embittering every bud
whisper-soft metallic screeching
It meant nothing to you then
It means less at the becoming of Now
She stood up so that she may lye back down again
And she wept so that the air could swallow it up
















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  • Barry Hodges silver member
    August 25
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    Cysts can be fun I suppose, provided you zap them in time.