Abiku


My coming repeated seasons
Spirit calls and sucks
drip drop drip drop
It leaks through locked gates
My coming repeated seasons
Spirit calls and sucks
Slipping away I pleaded
twas all deaf ears and numb skins
Cells to earth I travelled

And at autumn ; symbols
Palmfrauds like padlocks: attached to gates of
Myth prayers
3 by 3 months I sustained
2 scores 6 days I was
Spirit calls and sucks
and I enjoyed the kissings of pain
They shut my lips
Spirit calls and sucks
Cells to earth I travelled
and my coming is a repeated season agaim

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