0	i gave birth to pink curd
0	low
0	so happy being on my own again
0	midden
0	walking up John Street thinking of you
0	the toothing beast's rapture
0	real men don't fear beetroots
0	Max stepped into his private boat and waved goodbye
0	lov'd alone
0	witness colour in the trees
0	stash light in your cells
0	the silver-pink weight of their bodies
0	bless language: its impossible walls

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Max stepped into his private boat and waved goodbye