D.E. Morgan's Poetry


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A brief word on double entendres...
...and some words for those offended
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Tree Sap
from "Sodom on the Cymbals"
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Amber floods the senses
and crystallizes the nerves
Trees that bestill trees
made into maple syrup within.

Delicious is the taste of blood
that flows through tree-like nerves.

Very sweet is the sensation,
that flows from nerve to brain.
Trees that devour trees
have taken me for a ride.


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