Chested

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full
full of grace

i forgot how to draw
in this dear moment
the trace of her chest

anonymous is her skin
cartwheeled over and over
by the loss of her weight

someday she whispered
my chest will be traced
my neck will sparkle

and the sudden holes in this belly
will move and move
sea organizing the flesh

giantly waiting
where you die and live again and again

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