IntuitionGwendolyn hangs tin cans from her kitchen chandelier --Intuition
she likes refracted light. she plays the violin under dangling sea shells, spiraling in the same abstract patterns of her sandstorm curls.
And We Lay the Clay People...And we lay the clay people Among tapestries and rosebud breasts Pry fingers through loom strings Roll up in rayon cocoons and cigarettes Bundle me up like Lazarus bound by grave clothes And there are 3 strings round my wrists Slithering through ash Count 4 more And we lay the clay peopleAnd We Lay the Clay People...
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