spiked mouth laughing
at the heart of creation
can't crack the hands
drumming on the drum heart
watch the rails break off
into a ragged sun
see me waiting in my skeleton
eyes popped at the end of a dock
teeth clenched on an electric line
throw me a joker card sunrise
I'll pass it off as my own dawn
if you keep it in the fortress
of a maple fallen.
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