I open, I want
to issue from my mouth
like a scent
memory to a nostril
I think, I build
silent mountains from air;
[draw] water from oceans
of [cellophane]
[facsimile]
I coat my throat
with honey, aching
with gravel and hurt
babbling [clay] proxy
homonculous:
[which language do you speak?
[do you speak to me]
rest, rest
[I shed, I cloud
[over gray overcast
[fishing for affection,
[frothing and aware]
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