zenuru by Bobby Lee Music

a quiet red
flank pelts
the thick of thunder
callous swells round a glib angle
stinks heavens high
seen seldom the sunken
body of sky

mist of living shy light
churns the milky loom
wobbles tit on a sack of shroom
pours out the gutsy coil and brand
hangs rich a red pleat to the land

stood narly pinched
a mothers spit
the gape of babels feet omit
spores rabid creep the venal stain
fetch reef an eye this utter pain
swollen tight the rumpurs pry
rat brittle troops
the prick of eye



https://allpoetry.com/poem/16691842-a-quiet-red-by-orakhal?c=1178208263

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