Between teeth and tongue
with heart, with lung, come
a multitude of sound
each broken then reformed
each labelled and torn down.
Love is and isn’t, hate was and wasn’t
god died and regrouped, ate his child
loved her daughter, speared a thigh
held a head on a silver platter
is before and is after.
Between hand and fist
lies the bullet and the gun, some
use fear, others a deceit
to fool the multiple believers of news
where there is none.
Truth was singular now shattered
is liquid when once a solid
twists words into wire
sounds into return fire
bodies litter a would be haven.
Between eyes and ears
between the spleen and the intestine
coils the serpent of screams
its jaws crushing its head
to release all rainbow dreams.
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