Carne (Flesh)



Your flesh is freshened up.
I don’t drink where has turned off
the thirst of hundred.

The firstling flatters me,
the remnant torments.

But I still taste your heart,
Advising against the indigestible meal
While I end it to the other mouths.

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    Twiggy Schmidt says

    Very nice imagery

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      Emilia Filocamo says

      Ciao Twiggy, thank you!!! Hope you will like all my other poems!
      Ciao from Italy!

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