enters and exits her mind
affirming the same time
coaxial relationships
bloody lips
and tattooed torsos
her eyes shift gears
they reeve
wobbling late
taking them back
cocks her head
spicy pork loins
can slide the plate
sink the ship
shot down the aliens
circle in the sand
minature packages
the drive to Chicago
make you then
seemingly fluid
much like the woman herself
squinting descibles
not real she says
not real
you can make it
whatever you want
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