verse –sediment of nausea
I blossomed in the hollow of bitter courage
On a feast – with abundance, wisdom, beauty
Like a satiated Erot taste me of
Plato’s plate
Crush me with finger tips of oak
And with the milk of mother finish my body.
verse –sediment of nausea
I blossomed in the hollow of bitter courage
On a feast – with abundance, wisdom, beauty
Like a satiated Erot taste me of
Plato’s plate
Crush me with finger tips of oak
And with the milk of mother finish my body.
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