mangrove, the preserver - yellow eyes lyrics
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the mangrove, the preserver, holds its tongue
as flashlight cones are whimpering
and twitching like a hand
sighing without sound or light
the dense lungs of the waterline
where flatness asks the water in
to fall through lit rafters
spearing like a shiv of dust
to meet it, the preserver
which is mangrove here but winter there
do not probe your fearfulness and pride
just try to shimmer by
without a look into the pit
on your way to dresden on a train
your luggage close
your bulging gut that’s rooted through
with hairline strands of thread and loam
it wants it
the smell of mud
through the cold gl-ss with one small scratch
the mangrove, the preserver, holds its tongue
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