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2011-04-18 | 5:29 p.m.

guided to granite,
the permanent writ-
a bridle of letters,
the sharpest of bits.
drinking the marrow
and choking on wit-
splitting my tongue
on a scholarly tip.
is it blood, oh my blood,
in rivers of spit
that quenches my thirst
every sapient sip?

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