Dead Tree

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Erotic Flash  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Dead Tree

Perhaps my pale shadow is doomed, from the womb of mother night. Leaving footprints in embryos, as I suckled its cold teats. Listening to the dead echo from the ossuary of bones. Blowing from the wind's catheter as the semen drips in stagnation. Circucsizing my pen's gothic
foreskin like peeling bark from a dead tree.


Submitted: July 12, 2021

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