
In unseasoned lands
She gets angry.
With the warmth of his body
Every inch of that land was set on fire in the midst of it.
A million longings
She burns the crucible.
Spreading everywhere
Its neddy
Flaming and burning
Meat fats
It is the redneck of the gnat that eats it.
For the sky
to earth
Goes up and down
There
Hateful
Destroy time
Stand up and burn.
She starts dancing.
The earth is in a black hole.
Fall, roll, and gather
are beginning to grow.
Tongues of fire
The memory is gone.
No land
It is
of hate
Body
No
Just lust
No
It is
you too
as me
burning
of time
Trumpet sound
About the Creator
Ahamed Thousif
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