Moons In My Head
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>>A duel of gingerbread voices
>>Crams up my sleep.
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>>Faces powdered red
>>Dictating dimples
>>Blur the rough
>>Coral reefs
>>
>>Where the water-filled
>>Skulls of Jericho
>>Scrabble like a port of
>>Grated tongues cleaving
>>Sunken oysters.
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>>What is the moon doing
>>beyond those wintry places
>>
>>Jaunting the center of the
>>Hairy, brassy lit sky
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>>Luxuriating in
>>like a face of warm bread
>>Thickening late night rides
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>>I left winter behind
>>Folded up those I loved into a
>>Map of white nights
>>
>>Building claw marks up the air.
>>Hiking upright
>>
>>Before the lustrous
>>bullets you stand behind.
>>
>>What has manipulated you?
>>Have you been unsinkably free and
>>Angellic without a passable heart.
>>The most victorious thing alive.
>>Treasured from a distance
>>Immune and deafened from negligence.
>>
>>Let me get there
>>to loot the light and
>>Weasel it into my eyes.
>>Parching this unchannelable distress.
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