As Like To A Womb
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as like to a womb that
bog improvised hollow in the
cemetery post-dusk yet
before deep of night
that hollow in mid-cemetery
that noble scar
and sacred
faded slow
slow
slow
as parallel-proportional
to the rising of the Dawn
and
the first lights
as like to a womb desperate
unwinding.
Unwinding slow…
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