• Vol. 08
  • Chapter 11
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I stole a coalish lump
let this be the base I said

I snatched a curve
of pristine blue
let this be body

I sneaked a tempting
citrus fruit fresh
with leaves attached

let this be head
and beak I said

my voodoo bird
my avian revenge

let fluorescent lightning
bring to it
a quickening pulse