• Vol. 03
  • Chapter 05
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that dark heart
the depth, the spill
ram-like it pushes and swells
rolling electric from its pulse
tiny shards of energy pullll-sating
a deplorable smile that trickles
over the edge of practical joy
back into the heart-shaped gloom
the blackest place, the hour she wants nobody
to see
she keeps her eyes open
her tongue outstretched
roving over tiny bumps
on skin