Cayman Tongue - Cave In

From a tree hang down carcasses

Branches have death suspended by rope

Open wounds offer blood to the dirt

Plant roots interpret this as a warm rain

See the bark celebrate, growing red

Leaves are now merging with mammal life forms

Drawn and dressed, unspeakable rituals

Growing red, suspended by empty face

Every mouth is filled

Our teeth cut, cayman jaw

Our teeth flood, cayman jaw

When the offering is blood