I had a dream of yellow teeth,
An elbow sharp enough
To pierce Christ’s side and
Below me was a belly ripe,
Full of things I could not contend,
My lips on the moon.
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The Larkspur Horne 
I love how all this hangs together when it really shouldn’t–great impact
Thank you! 🙂