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Your cold shoulder blades (poem) I adored your cold shoulder blades the hollow of your back the low line of your chest the length of your sadnesses and the hypogeum of my weaknesses scattered along the way I lit then an incense that tasted of your skin and I inebriated myself with the ochre the bronze and gold I drank your poison it was only a small miserly sip that in the dark I extorted from you a drop of fetid love a dirty and lowly imitation A beautiful lie garlanded with promises of honey that too late revealed itself A game A cancer An evil Incurable [2018©Yelena b.] My original writing, All rights reserved to me

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