Tongues
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1 min readJun 24, 2020
What a vulgar affair
The shape of our tongues
Entangled like lascivious snakes
Seeking to lay eggs
As malicious hands gripped our throats
Prying us apart
Though no longer intertwined
Our tongues retained their bitter, twisted shape
Seeking to eat eggs
What a vulgar affair
To have learned
Our tongues were never one in the first place
