almost like x-ray vision the

new skin of here they come

and soon the owl back to life

will notice what happened in time

as well as the egg yolk deposits for

our new bodies each nightmare kept

under pillow and so you marinate into

scattered daylight or disturbed sleep

something numb for my fingers to

feel so carnivorous and quiet that

the remnants of barbed wire will

consolidate our wide tongues we

can both be glorious and still

vanish into each other watch

and i will demonstrate not

during any rush hour

my wingspan

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