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Revolver

Jordan Thomas Mitchell



Pinhole in the Black.
Diamond in the dirt.
Sunken sockets in a skull.
Fingernails pulled back.
Lone rider in thick forest.
Lone tree in solid tundra.
Orphan awarenesshard.
Dry sand. Rain pouring.
Black pigment in white skin.
White bone casting shadow.
Hands turning wheels.
My eyes! overflowing brim.
Dead beached whale,
reclaimed by tide,
consumed by dying fish,
is the shine in their scales.

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