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wrapped in moon's carcass
under auspice of quivering night,
you drift
carelessly
wrapped in moon’s carcass.
the pits of your palms
glow
with siren songs.
My perched ears,
keen
to their coming coo,
await in erect silence.
under auspice of quivering night,
you drift
carelessly
wrapped in moon’s carcass.
the pits of your palms
glow
with siren songs.
My perched ears,
keen
to their coming coo,
await in erect silence.
