thrust your fierce feline fingers
force them in
feel them deeply, deeply scratching
itching, tasting the fruit of your labor
lay on your throne
thrust your dander, dust lingers
lunge them in
cast your fear, fearing nothing
gnashing, pasting the palates, flavors,
flayed on bones
thrust your tongue, tickled tinctures
trap them in
histamines creeping, crept and clasped
ripping, razing the crazed plateaus
paid off loans
swollen sinuses gasping
grasping glands swelling
pickled pupils harshly hued
weeping whispered Hume
senses salivating
slathered in their soot
dripping to the foot
dripping to the root
rotting, sutures burst
and thrusting forth their moot.
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
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