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A child chained on the riverside, It grew up in tricks and became a liar. We were left in the body of grins, weeping When we murdered our families to call Ourselves God.
Five names — we had three faces, made scars On each, symmetry failed us as we Failed humanity. We burned fruits, Raised smoke till they made moon a dark Skinned tragedy.
Strangers railed at consciousness, sold an artist Who had already died on art which didn't know How to spell emotions. We put baby hearts On a rope–less swing and pushed them so high, they came back with fluorescent poisons.
Baby hearts smiled like a mother, embraced us With a bleeding nose as we broke a wall And cemented them in it. We tied a leg, Dipped it in the sand to call the ocean Towards us.
Lapped with teeth, we couldn't save a night for us. Another child bound in chains, it dove like a dolphin, Clapped its hands and crawled over a mountain Then fell into his mother's lap: it lived a life Without dying.
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