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Imagines she didn't know what to think of him, frightened how she thought him a stranger, an alien. The guinea pig creatures of certain extraterrestial films, meant to seem loveable but instead vaguely monstrous. Skull soft and hairless, a penis like a sea creature, pink and eyeless. Less and less and less. O my heart's son, how long before I long for you? How long before I cling or you do? Long gone now. Happy... | |||
Whoever we are in this sentence, (which is you and which me?), is itself reversible inside or outside the half- hoops which do not bracket us, are no circus. |
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