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Naturally glazed fingertips:
oil slick and over thought,
the notion of shock shook the cancer cradled in her cerebral cortex
and begged for air before the idea of drift could creep from her seduction zone
and orally present her elements.
All the while she camines to rationalize

her East from West

in order the meet the expectations of immortality
while tilling the fields of thought
only the young can still harvest
and the dead can consume.