HETEROGLOSSIA Sherri Hong
To live fast or to live long, one must think of all fruits eaten above this earth when tears were timeless water lights were mindless sands We made her a virgin to sit among the peach pits Treacherous as a wicked dance, a serpent seed had grown it outgrew dunes of sorest needs to become an apple in her hand live to perish Apple of paralysis, love bitten, madness ridden fruit of bleeding mist, Recoiled into a form unknown In the drowsy garden of malaise, crept out of the crimson soil and opened his eyes to see a world not through heavenly glow not through celestial lights but through a virgin, a pure, naked virgin who swallowed a seed buried deeply beneath this earth
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