Fractured funny roses

Fractured roses, Adam’s apple of Moses, somebody save him, he’s chocking with manna, his mama shot him with an arrow in his Achilles’s heel, geez, that man’s anatomy is full of history, geez that man’s hysterectomy is full of misery, his tears full of spears, his laughter full of mornings-after, nitrogen and roses, ovaries and horses, till seas do us part, funny roses, melted hearts, bears on Moses, you and me, in our own little eternity.


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