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12/4
Forget desire, let’s perform clarity
Straddling you in a big clay room
I make an incision, earnestly
moving through you with my fingers
I extract a pearl from your abdomen
We regard it in warm, calm light
It glints and is bloodless
You remark The irritant has been beautiful
all along
like
go figure?
I feel I could repair you at almost any time
Colleen Louise Barry
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