bloodsuede

your red suede shoes
with
the soles made of yew,
little twisting vines round elf feet.
spiral up, half a calf
that you saw stumbling.
lend it your hands
cut the neck and sip the offering.
it’s yours after all.
feel the breath,
and lead it
home.

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