Cataracts

When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers Milk that sours is promptly spat Light will fill our eyes like cats And they shall enter from the back With spears and scepters and squirming sacks Scribes and tangles between their ears Faceless scrumbled charcoal smears Through the coppice and the chaparral The thickets thick with mold The bracken and the brier Catchweed into the fold When our mouths are filled with uninvited tongues of others And the strays are pining for their unrequited mothers Milk that sours is promptly spat The light will fill our eyes like cats Light will fill our eyes like cats Cataracts

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