tastes like her tree

about to be born, 
i drank her for long
swaying by a soft drum

came apart in her arms
the slick charm gagged on
crying mad to get back
to a home burned by blood

and now i am free
so i beg for white sap
it tastes like her tree
and i’m tonguing the map

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