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Little poppies,…
…little hell flames
I put…
…my hands among the flames. Nothing burns
it exhausts…
…me to watch you
If I could…
…bleed, or sleep!
If my mouth could…
…marry a hurt like that
Dulling…
…and stilling
But colourless….
…Colourless.
A mouth just bloodied./…
…Little bloody skirts!