it is, eat or be eaten.

she's the only one can feel the underearth burn through concrete.

stinks like carrion, arrow-ridden exhibitionist.

she's the only one can hunt spiders, come out reeking like rot-blood and fir mold.

temptation rings in the ears. permanent damage. saltwater soft stroke.

you were gorgeous you were everything. potent congenial. bee milk galaxy. dischord sleepwave. everything.

moon dance, heart twist, hands wrung, sun shift.

blood memory. scar conscious. blood memory.

war voyeurs lick the blood off the battle scene
like starving kittens

you cook your bruises on the concrete of a dead-air summer

while you sweat out spring water,
arrow held fast and warm against your cheek.

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