SpringA Poem by PandrogyniteA short poem of little notice.Deep intrenched with death and guile, Gullet filled with ooze and bile. Rotten descent, into your core Mold and fungus, festering sore. But in the depth of decomposition, A new life is given fruition. Seeds now germinating, Sticking to the back of your throat Blooming flowers- do us a favor: Reach forward and choke.
© 2012 PandrogyniteAuthor's Note
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1 Review Added on October 29, 2012 Last Updated on October 29, 2012 AuthorPandrogyniteRaleigh, NCAboutI am not so much a writer as an a*****e with a word processor. But I get along how I can. more.. |

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