16.10.2017
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golden hour

i leave just as the sun rays caressing
her flesh that has fed another
become unbearable

but as i walk down the street
before my eyes the luminous
stripes of fearful symmetry
still burn
like a tiger lazing after a kill

like desire
caged in light

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