Meat
Waiting, waiting, waiting
Cold feet
CUT
bleeding
Red blood seep
Curdles in heat
Strung out
I long
the sun, the sun
Calming
To warm my anaphylactic tongue
Copyright © Heydon Bunting | Year Posted 2010
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