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Being
                  opposed to this process of
decomposing,
                  the thumb let the hand know
it had enough
                                    of the eye's preoccupation
with the gelatinizing of the flesh
                  and took up a knife
and began to cut into
                  a pomegranate
                                    with the thick red skin
of a red dwarf star
                  and laughed itself
                                    sick
at those supposedly
                  invisible lips
                                    plumping
up on
                  the taste
of the unfinished

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Mind as a burning eye laughed itself

the invisible stars shining fields blown

into himself the flesh became

a dire weakness one head imagination

control wasted the hand to gaze upon

fingers meadows fire out of measure

to pleasure the killing fury pursuant

unswollen blooding an invoice

waves in a fearful twinkle

a word breaks silence in flames

light gathered from war full of reflections

liberty switched to name the force of words

peel off satisfaction but there is obscurity

beyond sense to inform