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Seeding.
Seed flowers on my feet
Gentle whispers flow my feet
Sending letters through my spine
Down my throat till my tongue

Gentle seeds of moving stars
Rounding corners of my eyes
Loving scratchs on my skin
From grouth and movement

Little swords spent in my knees
Throught me to land and grass
Smell of earth and tender roots
Crawl to my nose and brain

Where are the leaders of the world
Those from whom seeds are made
Hidden in the holes of cities
Great areas of empty space

Delivering my soul to hell
Seeds of hell on earth
Seeds of love on heaven
God, space and time

Send me to earth
Where seeds feed
Feeded by worms and insects
As words feeded by melted hearts.