Treasure Island

Mark Heathcote

(22/03/66 / Manchester)

Just Marvel In The Nature


Cow-down with a belly of machine churned mud
Be as the blowflies in a dead dog’s rancid gore
Virginity is a cosmetic window-dressed whore!
Awaiting arrow-headed demons in cold blood,
Cold love, lust hungry: hear her hearts outpour!
Out on a limb on a cusp of a buttercup, rotted
Be as the centipede under her silver birch skin
Snake in long grass for her white mouse moons
Breastbones to breastbone feel no funerals sin
Just marvel in the nature your lust looms in...

Submitted: Sunday, April 13, 2014
Edited: Monday, April 14, 2014

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