Cornucopia (Words to the womb of Man) by Mapule Mohulatsi

Poetry Potion | Jan 28th, 2015 | a poem a day challenge, poetry | No Comments

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[tab id=1]A vision of reciprocative reflective seizures impregnated by
bodies chanting in a fallen forest,
nymphets kneeling knitting knives into the rising dust –

A vision galvanized into singing of butterfly shadows to the murky horizon of His holy womb.
His womb – a vibrant tune massaging birth into the frail wombs of a bleeding clan.
A horn – seething sex in silent simmering swamps of sin.
Sick sick
soon soon…
love love …
A few words, for the womb of Man.[/tab]
[tab id=2]Mapule Mohulatsi is resides in the still silences of time / vision / memory / love.[/tab]



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