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Ndakasi's last words

Updated: Aug 9, 2022

'Hold this clumsy oversize head of mine, (puzzled brow like yours!)

and a final caress to feel whole


as I lie safely in you. I'll let you snuff like me and pick fleas out of me

til I be barrel-chested, again--


do anything to crack those dark eyes of yours, and tough gangly arms

that eased me once into the vetch'




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