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I am a poem
I am a beast
These words are my skin
These vowels my teeth
These lines are my spine
Pen-sweat slicks inky fur
Hear me growl
Now howl
Kiss a hiss
Feel me purr.

I am a poem
I am a beast
Hair-in-heart, two full spleens, knob-bone ridges and peaks
Get drunk in my eyes
Spinning white down coral shoals
Under anemone nails
Blackest algae-mind grows.

I am a poem,
A girl-beast that calls
My ink tastes salt-blood
Paints my canines and caws–
Your blood is here too
Tacky-stuck in my jaws
You are me,
I am you,
My ink-prints are your paws.