Post-Eden: The Thicket Of Mutability And Mortality Poem by Glenn Bagshaw

Post-Eden: The Thicket Of Mutability And Mortality



past Eden, seasons wither leaves
for weather bitters-by degrees!
still whipping chills will let weeds breed-
embrambled, tangled, we're spilled seed.

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