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Magnet poem, written last night at my friend’s home a few drinks in at her insistence. This is the best I could do randomly pulling words out of a mason jar of magnets. I promise it made more sense with the whiskey, but I can feel the vibe:

moon drunk
Incubate under my tongue

please stop
let void take two

recall purple summers
music beneath the rock
soar after a thousand aches

I was your place –
goddess in blood

moon drunk
Incubate under my tongue

please stop
let void take two

recall purple summers
music beneath the rock
soar after a thousand aches

I was your place –
goddess in blood

With Love,

Natalie