Venin
- Noémie Valcauda
- Dec 21, 2022
- 1 min read
Sucking the juice of the river
In the heat of summer days
Stuck out of wind
While the bees wake up.
In the singing morning
Naked while water flows
Around my skin and pain,
Snakes guide my-self
To move and get off you
All the poison spit throughout years
And the violence of you
That sucked the flesh
And bit the heart
Passing time made me then escape
On words and language
At a time that seems now fading
Along shaky & smokey nights
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