Jamine Ergas


Jamine Ergas

Moving into
The burning life
Of trees eating
Fruit as I move
I dance give life
To the ground
Soaked & muddy
Beneath my feet
Grow feathers from my back
Almost ripe for plucking
Scratching just the surface
Bleeding from this
Dot where I am hurting
Leaking my pus all over
My smooth freckled
Back the beauty is asleep
Dreaming of dandelion fields
Lavender in her hair
Licking her lips
Chewing on her own face
Cherishing one perfect
Crimson cherry
Shimmering while it
Hangs in the air
Ready to be devoured.

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