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Left, Right
The left hand open
The right hand closed
The right eye twitches
The left eye fixed
A knife the open back
Lines peel open the expanse
Of the black
Bring the collared girl
And her brother’s tongue
The wind will sing
And the laughter rips
The silent grin
And she thinks
And -
And what’s left of him twitches
And -
And she sinks
Her pried open seam -
Sand spills
And fills the sea
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