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1000 Bodies

Every woman has 1000 bodies

all encyclopaedic layerings

a milky way of

silent orbits &


pumice stone lungs

sedimentary thighs

granite ribcages

you refract light in a major key

I'm still learning how to

catch the tune

I stumble through until

full moon

where you wait for me

holding out a palm

It's not that I'm

a fiend for you

I just feel like

I'm still finding you

Saturn sings her song

we shake at your epicentre.

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