This skin my page,
guttural blasphemy
on the radio
voices are melting
who would you be
fair, ordinary light?
double helixed, sublime
under slight scaffolding
you wait, an injured violin
chiming a century of travel
then your answer reverses
moments I can hear myself
_
guttural blasphemy
on the radio
voices are melting
who would you be
fair, ordinary light?
double helixed, sublime
under slight scaffolding
you wait, an injured violin
chiming a century of travel
then your answer reverses
moments I can hear myself
_
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