my words' little bat wings

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sometimes my mouth belongs to an angry bird

and it screeches words i cannot hear, but i see them -

unbearably hued and wounded like old muscle, hurt, taut, sinews gray,

sounds that cause deafness for seconds deep inside of me



i cannot imagine what it must do to you






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