Crumbling world falls through my hands
In my mouth taste bitter sands.
Grass is burning, pulse is slow.
Drip by drip my backwards growth... crawl.
world
women
trees
these
falls
earth
planting
sands
crawl
within
backwards
birth
deflowered
plowing
dying
crumbling
grass
growth
taste
mouth
bitter
burning
through
grieves
hands
mother
pulse
seeds
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