Fuming Felon Flesh

dark dearth dribbled
crunching cloned cripples:
hoisted hay forlorn
perforating pulpy pawn
punctured pills pored
gaunt gifts gored

nocturnal nature tamed
leering lanky lame
kaleidoscopic chaos craved

meagre missiles moaned
munching mufti robe
rusty rhythm poked

yearning yucks yelled
fuming felon flesh.
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Note: Of numbed nature.

Published by Zuxiān

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

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