Taste of Wild

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She wondered how the forest

would taste

in her mouth,

what parts of it would dissolve

first- the roots, leaves, or soil?

How mud would feel slathered to

every curvature of her body,

how she would feel with a

forest growing inside her.

 

Does the consumption

of forest

make you wild or

dirty?

are they mutually exclusive or

conditional?

 

She read somewhere that

cravings signal

nutritional deficiency,

perhaps she is

deficient in

forest.

 

maybe everyone craves

forest once in a while,

and every soft,

sheltered

human boy

needs

consumption of

dirty.

 

so she bends to

the forest ground,

smells its wild aroma,

stretches out her tongue

to lick the rich soil,

feels it dissolve

in her mouth

 

like candy

 

and smiles.

 

 


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