Cattle in the Rusted Thorns - Poem

 

Cattle in the rusted thorns

Red blood and white milk

Broken horns

A bramble crown

Bellow and boil

The hills echo with

bells and beaten soil

Turned over

This earth is iron rich

Stuck with rib cage creepers guides

Twist, contort and twitch

I pray life will return

 
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