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13 For the something series
Fire in their
bellies
to connect with a swallowed universe
stars to look up to
look down to look
all around
flames
you want them burning for billions of years
and it’s not
hell and it’s not paradise
it’s a love mutation through inconsolable hunger
something spilt something
that would have split me open
something raw to be roasted
something matured and ripened
a
fruit of some sort
a hollowed flesh
a
new born loving start
a
slanting light racing across
us
driven
mad
moon oriented
illuminated
everlasting
fire
in their immortal
bellies
it looks to me like they're stars
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