Xeni Lotus
Memories, corpses, decomposition
Making love to Earth's arsenal genitals
A colorless tapestry, a scar unyielded
Well I only wished to eat a bowl
Of insomnia yet, in the youth of
Every midnight lotus; we eat each others
Emotions; drink each other's thoughts
A banner of wordplay, a stream of cement
Transmit mystic oracles
By Glenn McCrary
© 2012 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)
Copyright © Glenn Mccrary | Year Posted 2012
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