:: cannibal tea ::
searching the past for artifacts
pink portions of flesh
mixed black with soot
when the gods came
and the rain danced
in the mud
the mists rose
from giant palms
our ancient ancestors swaying
whispers carried on a moonless night
flames leapt & licked
& blackened ghostly skin
coloring their blood to grey
ashes in the dust
in empty skulls
mixed to a fine charcoal paste
they wore the dead upon their faces
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the tribe beat their drums with fierce abandon
then pleasantly sat down to drink
their cannibal tea
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