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Because the Beginning Brines

i am
cut in two & pierced by the red through & through
shaped like myself
only moreso
devoured by starlight &
bound up in ever-increasing circles of blueness

politicians & soldiers
don’t talk about me
but
i hope
i am sometimes on your mind

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Posted on July 20, 2018 by Josh. This entry was posted in poetry. Bookmark the permalink.
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