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The fungus eats its way through me, without eyes, / its stomach grows through my stomach, / the tissue cavern held together with strings of…
Time again for Mosquitoes, for west / of the tracks virus, for nodding and wilt; / time and terror and aerosol,; time for dog fur / in your…
The heat is too incredible to drink through, / rings of corduroy sedimenting my thighs / to the poppasan chair. Beer and furious / cigarettes…
Arise Ye Smithies and Garmentors
flesh furriers of the social fabric, / your faces with luminous gall, / wreak toll booths and fence posts / where locomotives dare, / down a…
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