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PRIMAL MIND
Morbid,
Morbid!
Slowly, the dragon coaxes his slow but
precise ambulatory apparatus.
Deep from within the primal mind,
We all exude marvelous exhortations, excretions and exhibitions.
Yet as the dragons glassy, languid, beaded eyes
fix upon our hapless hero,
So is his innocence consumed.
Published 7th Nov 2021
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