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The Gut Pleads
The perfume reeks throughout the house
My arteries congeal as my mouth waters
Violently, my will wavers coinciding with the flutter of my heart
My heart says no, the mind maybe, the gut PLEADS
Breakfast is a lie
I will distance my die
Though teary are my eyes
the gut pleads the heart needsthe gut pleadsthebrainfleesthegutpleadsthegutpleadsthegutpleads...
Salad the gut receives!
...hopefully
My arteries congeal as my mouth waters
Violently, my will wavers coinciding with the flutter of my heart
My heart says no, the mind maybe, the gut PLEADS
Breakfast is a lie
I will distance my die
Though teary are my eyes
the gut pleads the heart needsthe gut pleadsthebrainfleesthegutpleadsthegutpleadsthegutpleads...
Salad the gut receives!
...hopefully
Published 21st Mar 2018
Author's Note
The scent of salty seasoned saturation...
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