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"Hello, Placenta!"
Speaking in translation, the mother tongue,
forever lost in the soul's gothic womb.
"Hello, Placenta!"
With the pale tallow of the candlestick, dripping,
in dark coagulation listening to the embryos,
wrapped in swaddling robes
Crawling through the Orthodox, a disco umbilical,
screaming, a nightmare is born. Congealing as if
wax. "Hello, Placenta!"
"Goodbye, blue sky."
forever lost in the soul's gothic womb.
"Hello, Placenta!"
With the pale tallow of the candlestick, dripping,
in dark coagulation listening to the embryos,
wrapped in swaddling robes
Crawling through the Orthodox, a disco umbilical,
screaming, a nightmare is born. Congealing as if
wax. "Hello, Placenta!"
"Goodbye, blue sky."
Published 5th May 2023
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