Food Market

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Scents collapse into each other

like a tower made of butter

melting under a hot fan

A chaotic mess of multiple places

permeating the creases of my skin

so that I may taste

with every inch of my body

Every cell salivates and dances with joy

my face – an expression no human has ever seen

for it is a look unique to me

 

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