kagablog

March 11, 2009

Blood Lust

Filed under: poetry, genna gardini — ABRAXAS @ 9:14 am

Open up baby’s first album-
it’s stained with your uterine rust.
I pressed a placenta in the pages,
and laminated your umbilical crust.
Most people have childhood memories
but all I have is bloodlust.

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