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autumn breeds emptiness
and they are slithering down my throat,
the rapacious beasts
my thighs rattle and creak
in sparkling afterlight
where are your wings, Ophelia?
and they are slithering down my throat,
the rapacious beasts
my thighs rattle and creak
in sparkling afterlight
where are your wings, Ophelia?
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ooh, very dark. I love the last line!