Crumbling Cruising Creed

yearning years yawned
plying punctured pawn
voluptuous vein shriek
taking taunted tier
porous passion perforated
hoisted hankering hibernated

callous conspiracy crowed
gaunt crest cloned
feeble flesh flown

bounty blitzkrieg bruised
dark dribbles drooled
perfidious age pruned

sumptuous syllables seeped’n
crumbling cruising creed.
’20:04:05:11:51

Note: Of Kanta Roy, a fellow poet, a distant mother.

Published by Zuxiān

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

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