Babies Bed
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James McLain
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It is cut out of pink,
vain, marble'above
drained to a sea,
below,
it's rim is truely laboured.
over in it's Life,
appears in heat at night,
static in it's flash, is grinding
rocks, cooled by heavy wet
breath,
soaked in waves, foams flame.
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