Tree - written and read by Galia Admoni
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Tree
I'm bashful under yesterday's plastic bag veil / Captive apples bathe in rainwater and filth / A monolith of ancient aches / Your city brain too fugged to see my smugness underneath / A sundress / More corsets of plastic / no nest / My chest bursting to be Hirsted / Pickled / preserved / worshipped
