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Dance of the Fetus

Over undead bodies
dawn fades

Winter Girl inventories white sequences
counting by tongue

She frees the occlusion
releasing soft secrets
from a pubic mist

imprinting orange and umber
on our muscle memory

flooded Nile

the sloth turned up
spiraling out

planting Her business
on the shore of a draw

attracting fisted infants
from Mauritius

faces to the wall
diamond firmament

united
the front expands
the now

cooing Her final breath