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Backward Spoken Rhymes



your wounded pride
smells like formaldehyde
like silver cyanide
in the throat

when heart is color-blind
to the subliminal eye
to the subversive sky
of gloom

you screamed you found the wand
to open heaven’s gate
yet back-alley the war
and older than you think

between the lines
backward spoken rhymes
haggard words of desire
on swollen tongues

the blunt horizon
got long whiskers
tickling reverie
inertia

you screamed you found the wand
to open heaven’s gate
yet back-alley the war
silence you can’t unsay

you can’t unsay
you can’t unsay

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