This is part of a group I wrote in 2001 0r 2 I think. By that time I was exploring new people and new places and new paradigms. But the internal urges don;t ever really change do they? Just the ways to satiate them undergo alteration. :-)
Hunger
Jungle drums
beating
Amazon flows
backward
Red river
afire
Sharp tongues
licking
Seemingly
cold banks
Electric arcs
dance
Heaven's gift
consumes
Needle teeth
penetrate
Expanses cry
needing
Lost
lightning rod/ rain maker.
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