Where the Corpse Flower Blooms
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Watch your mouth split wide
In a smile
All teeth, no beguile...

Here where they blossom
The pale-fleshed corpses
A carpet of living death.

Smelled long before I see you
Open wide
Lovely red insides, outside.

In Her garden
They gnash and sway
Tis the way...

One and the same.



Penned by my hand on Kinsday, the 13th of Haernos, in the year 473 MA.