Adder

Adder, adder, tremor of dreams Fork in the quilt Rush of a sting through signalling blood What brings you out in this laid bare light? Where burning blushes Ripen the skin And sheet stripped eyes stare open, Medusa. Charged like a whip Which brings down the bull Adder, adder stay under cover Where shame keeps... Continue Reading →

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