Step in, fade in from the circle
you meant to step down in the funnel
to slide with the mantra of blue
Trace your appendages
climb up from the battered tomb
to flinch when the butterfly sighs.
Your cries spiral out to the Nile
where the dunes of your ancestors break
you seduce, your appendix is fake.
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