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Skin
Marika Hackman
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I'm jealous of your neck
That narrow porcelain plinth of flesh
It gets to hold your head
And I'd rather perform the task instead
I'll use my hands
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You told me of your heart
The cold tile cavern bathed in dark
And earthy roots hanging from within
To shed some light, the fire must get in
A searing pulse
I'm a fever in your chest
The burning sun, I'm west
I, I am too naive (you, you are too naive)
My lunar strands were lit in red and green (your lunar strands were lit in red and green)
A captivating scene
A portion of myself was lost to me (a portion of yourself was lost to you)
But I'm not dead
Just a harbour no one's in
An empty salt-filled skin
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