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ten - iii. the hound's (last) bite

iii.
Spit on my
mouth your secrets, your throes
All the taste
All the wrong
All the bad
All what they
have forbidden me

A dying dog is allowed to have
a sweet-tooth, too-
All the lovers be blessed by
Methuselah, the Oldest Star-
Even with so little time,
I beget love
being loved