glaucous rex

Hail hosanna queen mother Mary earth iconised with your

fullness

Disguised with cold clear marble stone

Coloured in votive appreciation hiding the scars and crucified minds

Lady lady mother Mary quite contrary our garden does not grow, our pantheist stabbed in the heart

The well is full with dryness sucking and anthropomorphising what’s not but thinking it is.

Nature nature mother nature your us not thee mother Mary

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