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Oh!
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My belly now a flesh-cloud of mouth;
my mouth a jelly-cloud of belly;
my branching heart a knotted net
tied and fingered by tanned and cursing
fishwives;
my skin a kissing sea-vibration
of tiny scavenging fish-lips;
my legs sodden trunks of moss-covered
blackwoods
fallen, fallen, fallen in the bullying push
of want-wards, of sun-wise, of hands
rough, rough, rough, roughed up
by the minute silicon torturers
in the soil you could eat! you could eat!
you could remember the craven eating
by the grit left between your teeth,
your crunching molars...
your tongue, your tongue,
a robust slitheriness,
a muscular sliding,
a seduction, a soothing, a suede sibilance...
oh snake! oh asp! oh murderer!
oh sliding! oh sliding! oh assassin!
oh belly, oh belly,
my belly a wilderness-worshipping,
a warming, a fleshly global warming,
a glottal insanity, an inflammation,
a coma-toasting combustion,
oh!
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