i am
trampled
bramble
burning
brush
set
ablaze
by the
sudden
rush
doused
in
flames
&
lilies
crushed
tangled
in between
my
knees
botany
of
ecstasy
mossy
members
matted
reeds
intricate
adultery
saturated
violently
with
rapid
bursts
of
sanity
&
soft
commands
from
clever
hands
with
greedy
seeds
that
root
to
feed
from
fertile
soil
iniquities
blossoming
depravity
abundantly
harvest
me
gather
me
honor
me
then
slaughter
me
to ure
bosom
fashion
me
where
i will
die
bliss
fully
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
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