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These pages are empty.
Pour the resonating olive juice onto them
and watch them merge.
Come into light and use some foreplay.
Just foreplay.
Mimic the ever-flowing precedence.
Cut the candle in half –
give one to the poor fellow who keeps trying.
Wipe his tear – he doesn’t mean to.
Lick the next.
Taste the salt.
This train is ahead and will leave
them all behind.
Slide your hand in the sand.
Say the name softly.
Imagine it wasn’t heard.
Say my name again for me.