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Click hereI think I’m chasing geese
But then say no
Just bleeding cunts with angel’s wings
But now I know
And wish to set those wings afire
As feathers scatter to ash
And make me ashen
Going blue at the lips
My hair ignited
And why not
My head should be used for something
Besides pleasing these angels
As though there were even the possibility
This poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,500 poems.
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