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letra de burning womb - trophy hunt

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the city is a split jaw
the sterile water of clinics
is siphoned up to every open mouth
soaked roots, a coin under your pillow

reminders of all the ways you won’t survive
through smoke and salt that stings your eyes

everything at your back resists your existence
a heat-fever, a salt-circled room, your god-given season
even your shadow untethered itself from your frame
your pain resists its own existence
it grew from sh-t and silt under a hateful sun

i want to hurt
i want my burning womb
i want montgomеry, jackson, atlanta
every capital in america

burning like a coppеr pipe
uneasy green to stain the crimson sky
burning like a demolition charge
pious white, corporate ash

burning like silent lightning against my baby t–th
pure as salt i cast them behind my back
dilating void contains the past
bear witness to my body’s lack
the site of pain is gentrified
the scar of memory is cauterized
i turn inward, see my body’s empty room
the blood and salt and deeper, the city
bear witness to its
reconstruction
castration
unending violation

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