the pelican in her piety
Wounds with Lips
i got the wound, if you got the salt
The wound that won't heal
Every hour wounds. The last one kills.
Roman Catholic Church
My heart is like a bird in the wounded night
Performing her communion with quick slashes up and down her arm
ode to a pelican
Kiss the wounds clean with lies
Breeders: your children do not make you superior
out on a limb
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