Deep, Seize The Dawn

That whirl of hurt
was squeezed hard, shed,
like paste and pus and skin
ex foliate, ex terminated,
extra hot fudge love like sauce
treacle chocolate molten flows
drips into a sweet tasty gorge, mine,
my crevasse of heart, mined,
My Caterpillar Chrysallis, vacated,
My space and grace and fire, hard on,
Left fuller, knew space like fire balls
As My Mother Fucking Sweet Butter
Flies
This Life
Blown Whole Now,
The Dawning Of Deep Seas.

By Tony Searl

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