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body art to change the vibes
by PJ Nights |
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a divan in purple plush where your La-Z-Boy stood – my glass next to the whiskey – reggae smokes out the residual slap of your wing-tips pacing the floor around my neck and hips I string spiraled shells to banish black echoes of your fingertips mother-of-pearl vessels for an inward slide along the singing curve of the universe I paint and pierce in a reclamation of my body pristine ring in ancient metals of the Tigris dangles from the nipple where your mouth had so greedily staked its claim this breast offered now to the night I sail the slipstream of Minerva’s birds |
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