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forestfire exhalationher verses burn silent, in an existence lost in forestfire's exhales
a wildfire waltzing inexorably over her naked forests drowning in untouchable glass.
she crowns me queen in the city of desertfire,
they burn blackholes over scientific studies; (over the skin that wraps me,)
like an empty gift burning in the smoke that rises,
over star-reaching treetops:
wastefull consummation to the greatest.
[ her porcelain hipbone
is my perfect canvas
to ink all the beauty i know ]
we are the earth's nonbiblical scapegoats,
questionmarks tremble over our complexion
asymmetry and contours of a shadow-city in the comas we live.
this fiery war never began in our fiery hearts; but only by thoughtless ink,
by the ink made of burnt bone, marks of a trembling hand over mooncolored sheets
upon this page materialized from the unclothed centuries under our feet.
the april wind, the neverlasting cold; was my envelope to a bruised confession:
"i never wanted this to end"
and sealed th
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