Gaunt gods Grasped

spooky sleep staggering
with wills wielding
hoisted hands hankering
lurching, fiddling lids
sumptuous state stuttering
eerie end enveloping

Zeus zipping zeals
pricking pulsing peels
moaning mists munching

summoned sundry saps
gaunt gods grasped
pruning punctured pats

“Leave for Earth,
damp desirous death.”
19:12:06:07:49

Published by Zuxiān

A sperm that was sown, Which for years has grown: Now, growing as a clone.

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