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May 2015
This is the tangled time
The time that heavy with want
Becomes the jaw for open thighs.
My tasty flesh renders
The cleft for wet truth.
The hour is slim; my ache can shatter Persephone's Slake.
Enthralled against the serpent earth!
Legs knotted, lay tangled in ancient ruin.
Tommy Carroll
Written by
Tommy Carroll  Liverpool
(Liverpool)   
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   --- and Cecil Miller
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