Yoke

Oh, this color!
her flesh, as her dress hikes up,
now I have seen the stars,
how they bow and spin,
until they stop.

The locusts will take us away,
eating one bone by one bone,
until all that’s left are our jaws,
teeth holding on for dear life,
as the sky watches on.

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