Roots
He spoke with a lisp
he whispered and he sighed....
He sighed.... freedom...
The trees upended their branches
the roots clasped his throat
his bulging eyes and his body limp
blood dripped from his mouth
Magnolia kissed his lips
and sucked his bitter nectar....
Copyright © Antonio Ball | Year Posted 2015
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