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Mama Count Smack
Among stones of decayed bones silence weeps
memories of petals in the nightshade sighing
a fragrance of corpse with long fingers
tracing the anatomy of the fetus sack
unraveling the flesh of fish betrayed
dissolving into remnants of cold anchovy
dripping marrow in the dark's cacophony
echoing a symphony in a twilight's requiem
creeping among stones of one's lobotomy
listening to Mama count smack and flying
monkeys
memories of petals in the nightshade sighing
a fragrance of corpse with long fingers
tracing the anatomy of the fetus sack
unraveling the flesh of fish betrayed
dissolving into remnants of cold anchovy
dripping marrow in the dark's cacophony
echoing a symphony in a twilight's requiem
creeping among stones of one's lobotomy
listening to Mama count smack and flying
monkeys
Published 6th Jan 2025
| Edited Yesterday
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