Thursday, 5 May 2016

Dried Grass

Dried grass still green
Infected flesh still fresh
And rearers so lustful lavish
And butcher so greedy and mean
With knives sharp and blind
Mouths meet meats
Teeth eat meats
Throats suck floods
But the tongue's full of eyes
That see the bact'ia
And noses so honest
To see the viruses
But only when aliens
Had pitched their tent
In the blood of the adulterous
Who invaded thorny horny fields bare

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