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The Bunker Birth

The Bunker Birth

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In the moffusil myth of your dream

I lie awake on a lotus leaf

With its stem veining through your mind vessels and

A tropical garden grows on your palms


Sprouting fragrant memories of my heart buds

In the twin cups of your eyes

Corralled under the parasitic moon blush

The waving shores horizoned in your smile etherise my disowned isle


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