The world is feeling
A little bit flesh and spine,
Finding it difficult to
Make clear and define
One day you think 'it's yours!'
The next 'it can never be mine!'
Sweet mother of euphorbia
This world has it all in for yer
And then; flowers in the desert
Cactus hazards become gardens exquisite
And I taste such sweet juice
When my parched lips kiss you.
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