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My mind confesses

Too profusely

To the brain.

Wrinkled fibers

Aged by raw experience

Soak heated erosions

In cushioned flesh

Till tumors swell

Then burst

Like flaming ticks.


Shawn R. Jones

Reprinted from Womb Rain

(Finishing Line Press, 2008)


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