Morning plea
violent beak like mother
feeding worm to mouth
Subdued, seduced. My head
on your bare chest rests
my flesh for carrion flower.
Yellowthroat and Trachea
deities of air and breath
try and show me your face
strip off your black mask
What hatred, what halter
how naked and crushed
Cater to me, I'm tethered
my travelling paths unaltered
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