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The smell of saliva.

Lubomír Tomik

hell and rome and heavenly jerusalem
no one built
per one day

she bit into my face
lips
mouth
throat

running down the scar
tracheotomy

a trickle as long as the word
aloud
  you say

tra che o to my

the smell of her saliva
a blooming meadow cut by a chasm
on the horizon,
hidden horizon?