who takes the brightness from the blood
bone plaything
boiling paint
with a transparent kettle
casting lines upon the leaden sea
head baked into an unmoving cloud
spoon mouth startled in a pillar of clay
electric dancing brows
and copper feet singing.
A clock of smashed teeth
swirled inside a ring of eyes
stuck to this foggy blade
of funneled sunlight.
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