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Poems by Inchiki
in embers
an arsenic envy
seizes the inside of me
but it is only
a butterfly passing by
like a cat licking milk
i lick the mirror separating us
cold suddenly warm
but i am drinking my own blood
wet tears sprinkle down
from dissolving dreams
the paper devouring words
like a flood over a vagina
i release myself
to the growing tide of clarity
and experience the divorce
of fantasy from reality
