I denounced you in the morning
only to feel
you had seeped, prickling into my skin
My wine blood
during menstral soberity
I saw
I lay hanging on butchers hook
in my devotion
o this accented devotion
I denounced you in the morning
only to feel
you had seeped, prickling into my skin
My wine blood
during menstral soberity
I saw
I lay hanging on butchers hook
in my devotion
o this accented devotion