It's poetry time, again . . .
If your basket
was hung from bamboo
monkey skull attached
and my basket
was hung from willow
braided with razor clams
then our baskets
from wood dangle
as meat homes
in the phylum
of love.
Everyone has a blog that has a blog. I have a blog. I will writhe here from time to time.
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