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I stared at the
Long black hair
Stretched like
Calligraphy over your rug
Just before you smeared a salve 
On each eye,
Like pencil over paper,
Rubbing, tracing a leaf underneath,
Then somehow
A new skin slipped
Itself over
And I lost
Arms and legs,
But your tongue was forked.

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You shoot me a look in

Chinese calligraphy,

Insanity in perfect script.

Pupils dilate into

Quick,

Dark ink strokes,

Flashing like

A samurai’s sword,

My rough

Fortune cookie translation

Just might be

Inadequate.