My limbs; unchangeable.
From the bowels of the
Earth-- Up-shoot mushroom
legs. I am stalks of fat, of
milk and honey.
Tickled clean, but
remembrances bear with them,
loneliness.
I am clothed, but lay naked
beneath.
My roots are stiff and I
let silence breathe
from one hole, two holes
One for spitting, the
other to take in
milk and honey and
all the fat breeding
in my naked red belly.
I am slick and dumb and
blossomed but
based on nothing more than his dreams.
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