Infatuation, the leaner meat.
Young feet are cleaner.
It's that sweet release.
Pain to remember most tender times.
Nothing can satisfy. Stay up all night.
It's in soil. This sea of bones.
I've know I've seen this place, looks just like home.
The pain it knew. It had a pulse.
I've been consumed with dirt. I'm cursed.
When I'm showered now it sears the eyes.
Excreting black between its holy thighs.
It's just a question of the ancient tide.
It learned to smother from the inside out.
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