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from Tsalmaveth


by Raymond Gibson


Anastomose my veins to
yours so we may
share

a dream pooled between us
handfast
this Tophet of systoles a complete fire
the charred curled fetal
and a vagitus
there

nerves bristle like hairs on
end no
clothes for rending
we must leave
behind

here
in this valley our numbers
barbarisch
after
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