gums bleed tiny pearls of eucalypyus oil in grief
they coagulate
a papyrus of history then signed by indelible squid ink
stained with every stream of blood like the veins of a leaf meander and haemorrhage to leave the coils of this life
eclipsed mimicking a chaos of ancient rivers now as dry as earth after man is done his ways bankrupted at the altar of greed
poisoned rivers give up their bloated dead carp abundant
no fragance of salmon gums to intoxicate the senses now
the custodians of the ancient land bake like crazy lizards desperate as any daemon craves water in hell for comfort
except that in the dreamtime hell is full
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