naked necks

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oxalis
oxalis
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a funk divine
a fine jesus hip
mary’s many juicy lip
a dance for sky and earth
below
cross me and we’ll talk

hands up
skirts do not exist
pants are for dogs
loving all
joy is in the outside
funk me, funk you

walk in cold rain
pray in drifts of snow
cold wet knees
bare wet knees
kissing flakes mid flight
suck dry air

clasp, unclasp
hands grasp
canteen and gun
knife to skull
our emblem till home
lays before us

warrior’s fear:
we bow heads in prayer
we bow for beheading

kiss me, mary
again

oxalis
oxalis
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