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she thinks the shadow of her finger’s
ugly
it bled a chord ago
tilted away from the sun
the moment the nail ‘n’ needle sunk
lips wedged words
tongue tip by the edge of them
so the teeth dammed.
the microphone sang of silence
and the amp replied with its own
the moon watched her drive back
headlights waltzed through the trees
radio sang nothing
rain curtain dragged their nails ’cross
the windows like stars stretched from light speed
space tunnel, space tunnel
everything peels away
in this space tunnel
everything’s gone
here in the space tunnel
teeth undammed
now rebar’d
the moon watched
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