Alluvium
Peaks my Eden
“Come down...
Attend...”
Touch alluring
In this field
Of
Sores
My thinning
Quarry of
Dreams
Septic between resigned doorways and knots
Figurines
In odeums
Quarantined
Lead butterflies to bleach and jaws
Revivified limbs pinned
To inflatable walls
Ghostwrite amends and play musical saws
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