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JEWISH PRINCESS
A second test of her intuition and tenderness
lets the true complexion of pain shine like a rose.
The ground quakes beneath her cold feet
in an intricate system of its own inventions.
She has nice long chats of wonderful news
and rumors about the immortal soul,
while sucking on her perfectly clean thumbs,
irritable, always asking for more.
Self concern squints a seeded cunning
to thrash deeper and faster downwards
towards a promised empire.
Plump legs aside, her sharp body hair
and smooth face are caught pink
and thrown to the hole to be eaten alive.
She and the light makes her beautiful to men,
helpless before her own image.
Bobbing up and down in her own wine glass,
rocking the throne like no other,
her triple crown fits her head perfectly.
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