too obscene

chunks of leaf bitten off
teeth stained green
and a smile
the bitter taste feels real
the bitter taste is real

slathering mud over the lips
the rain left you something to sieve
and in it you feel
and in it you are

sauntering over the evening
the dusk is only a kiss
and a smile
the sweet taste feels real
the sweet taste is real

where have they all gone?
the morning won’t dawn
and you’re left asking the green
for a dance but your human is too obscene

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