Black Rose Bouquets
Is this a good poem, what do you think is about?
Amputechture came, Philistine praise. Bottomless pit of empty names, imprisoned disposal habits of the palms. The rupture of the breast, dancing in the arms … Underneath the locks of dirty red hair A necklace of follicles with saber-toothed monoculars Bouquet of black rose gems. Cascading kisses stalactite stems, Iban and built a cyanide capsule in the pond. When the holiest of water would drown tomorrow we forget, Cause now is never gone. You have to find my body, in the context mechanisms
sounds good eh maybe about evolution and society changing
Chinese Black rose bouquet (DD015)
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