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sheets of darkness

the sheets above me cool
my skin like dirt on a mad woman’s grave
i rise into moonlight white and watch the miner stare
pail fish looks back at me
pail fish that will never swim
my skin is milk for no man to drink
my thighs unused unclenched  
this body is not ready yet
but dirt waits for no woman
and coins will buy no time
i hear the chatter of the bugs
as they alone will feast

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