Another day
From my ochre teeth
To Bones
Connected in my feet
Some parts of night
Jumped
Between matter and skin
It came full circle
Once one had left
Another appeared
Laced with another
Blow or soft bite
Fractured upstairs
Full make up over
Scars found again
She dried off bruises
Saying this time
Next year
These legs
And eyelashes
Will take you
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