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Nausicaa 367
God’s wife she takes the cake
Feeds it to the dogs
Puts her irons in the fire
Falls in love with skeleton violets
Locks up her secret wristwatch.
Look! your voice! (It flies between
The zeroes of the rich and
the magnetic influence of falling
I remember
A horse in a dress
The wonder of religion
The fault of the blood
The man to see
The smell of turpentine
The jaw of shame
A life supposedly
Composed of spots and strangers
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