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Furious Wounds
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  A hoot at midnight 
goes challenging the deaf. 
You strip to bones. 

The dawn persists: 
Will the sun on the sea 
kill the dreams? 

Do you see the gap 
between the clouds? 
I am going to make a heap of 
all the interstitial escapes. 

Flesh-eaters were scrawling on 
the cheeks. A revolution of 
wheels has failed. 

A baby dies in womb 
without a leap into future. 
The father carries the burden 
of chimneys. 

A godless moon laughs 
at the stupid earth, 
which was talking about stars.
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February 15, 2013
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