Tanith an the Lion Tree - text

She fed the lion candy so its teeth
turned pink + scattered. She
gathered up the pieces, hid them
deep beneath her bed + made a
wish for lion trees - so roses grew.
Red roses + the lion watched his
ghost go hunting bees... Bees
which hovered, dropped + split as
thorns grew moist + ripped. Black
yellow dripping red... It wrecked
the carpet, made the lion weep for
his meat. Live meat. Raw meat.
Tanith climbed the lion tree. The
lion tree was very pleased. She
fed the lions candy as she handed
out the straws.

Text přidal KARI

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