A chain of thorns

A chain of thorns
In the needles of your eyes
Living with it
Living with the pain in your heart
The putty of your heart
The broken glazing
Seeing, clothed like a pterodactyl

A chain of thorns
Dripping from your fingernails
A bracelet of barbed wire with a locket
Of a miniature portrait
Of your love

Like a nude lady whale
Or a clown with a ruby red nose


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