Castrato.

Its heavy under the chimera,
But gentle is the breeze
And untickeled is my form
Despite the items swayless in my thigh gap;
A wind chime would pray for gusts.

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Published by Luke Meyer

Author, blogger, painter, poet, schizophrenic, vitamin salesman. There's a shadow person living in my head is something I believe. Fiction. Digital art. Smalltime jobs. I do all these things. Bad biology is a lie. God is a robot.

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