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After Artaud

Love has a million eyes

As the black ink blots my sunny heart

You, decided to drink the mother’s milk

That is poisoned with cancer

Love has a million shards of ears

Listening to poetry, I cursed my blood

As it rots with lust in a sex-deprived body

And you are near death

With screams of children

But I don’t care

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