étude #10

a scab,
of coagulated moans
on the split lips.

a recollection of that jab
that was intended to the be the kiss.
hiss!

do you really mind?

one more glass
of that of blood
mixed with wine.

that will turn outward your mind.

and that soothing pulsation
inside.

the secret rhythm
of the solar prominences.

once more.

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