Did you feel the thunder
Inside a man?
Did you touch the wave
Inside a woman?
Did you ask the non-b
How is it to not
Crave around the two
But mould and growl
On other clays?
The year is dying again
The cry is fading again
So much flesh, blood and skin
So much ocean under the sun
Afloat is the uncanny
The Threshold...
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