Chapter 1 – Have you Herd?

15 Jun

Ladies shake it on the high plains

While their men grind in underbrush

My butterfly’s tongue tastes of

Your sweet stamen as

Our fruits fall to the wind

Scattered

At the feet of dancing girls

And open mouthed men.

Stomping,

Chewing,

Moving on.

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