Random Birth
night streets of unwanted
instincts open out
igniting fire
i suck the remaining poison
out of her bluish lips
crimson rivers flowing/ her
dried leaves and brok-
en flowers floating
seeds in the semanic pool
swim in the narrow tub-
es competing to rea-
ch and unite again
random birth
Copyright © Francis Osho | Year Posted 2016
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