Tending

You slipped around the Tree root

Gore upon Your belly

Undulating waves of human refuse

Rot

 

You kindled a fire in your throat

Crisped the edges

Snapped off the necrosis

Like a grilled carrot

 

Your shit is sweet soil

Decomposed pieces of the vilest souls

Renewing the ground of Yggdrasil

Filtering the aquifers of the Nine Worlds

 

Ratatoskr climbs into your lair

Bright eyes and open mouth

Eagle speaks through Him and stings you

Pricking Your pride

 

You send back a message

The ungrateful shit

The Tree He roosts in lives

By Your tireless tending

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