inside her hand like slick nylon glove probing flagella prickling green clouds the white receding and pulling me into yellow blue pressing eyes to the front against intangible membrane gripping remembered grooves in standing and settling shoulders leaning into ankles above lithe body above porous scalp with plastic panel
extending into sleeved arms with hands just like my hands held in front smooth clear closed opening blue
against weeping skin clammy hand almost tingling hot like mint leaves steeping remember the hand on its handle raised to chapped lips blowing cold breath against chipped porcelain heirloom
a great dome of unfolds above I am strapped to a vertical bed hooked to long crystalline tubes iridescent fluid pumps into us feels clean
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