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Wind Knuckle Tunes

 Madame Sailor

On this Odinday

My mind a frog squirming in a dune

You may flay me

And stretch my skin over the mast

To find the wind to find the next shore

Please slice gills into my temples

The salt breeze fills my skull and

Affix a xylophone to my wrist

Dead knuckle tunes to play

As we rise and fall in the waves.


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