04-01-2023, 02:04 PM
I hunger for flesh.
It does not matter if it is dog or cat
or worm or snake, or spider legs
in the mouth of a frog
kicking at the stomach of the fox
giggling insanity at the crescent
shining red on my eyelids
and soft on the fourty seven sheep
sleeping soundly in the fold,
while I stalk the fence.
It does not matter if it is dog or cat
or worm or snake, or spider legs
in the mouth of a frog
kicking at the stomach of the fox
giggling insanity at the crescent
shining red on my eyelids
and soft on the fourty seven sheep
sleeping soundly in the fold,
while I stalk the fence.