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dust December 5, 2019 0 Comments

Roy Herndon Smith

The curdling of breath,
ur speech of surds and vocals—
words throwing edges

of silence rasping
into flesh—there your body
sounds, here my body

resounds—oh say can
you feel the flatulent void
oompah out the stars.

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