Poem 38
Give me the bear's hide along this land of limbs she wears a crown of berries. Unswayed by the stones thrown to only rebuild a new home. Sheltering the young ones suckling blue nectar from the udder of thy starfish god.
Copyright © Silas Clairmont | Year Posted 2023
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