“there is a stone in my heart”
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a pearl rolls out of my orifice
wreathed in slip
a gift incubated in my womb
once gaseous
solidified with intent
hardened with feel
that mood
effuses over this little bell
its first ring echoes
never-cession
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little pebble
pith rolls out of me
lathered in milk
so nurtured and fertilized
fed off my gut
a sacrifice written in ancient shanties
never-deciphered

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a dot ripped from me
rolls out
lubricated with ether
regret this cold room
as it tumbles town
a gift taken
a nest halved
but it learns to bounce
never-static