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One

If they’re not eating you, it’s because they’re not hungry.
Proto-Alpha-One.
If they’re not eating you, it’s because they’re not hungry.
Proto-Alpha-Em.
If they’re not eating you, it’s because they’re not hungry.
Busted limbs and oiled urns. Good night, Julie Bath.

Theta and Delta, Ominous under sheets of rain,
Ominous, sometimes on horseback
Carrying spears, garlands of tendons,
Or plans and blueprints,
Or poison daggers, tainted water,
And the blue halos of diner glass,
Puddings and wreathes of extraterrestrial flowers.
Kissing in moonlight, in paper funerals
And electric streets and dives.
Oils burn blue and green
Under sheets of holy skin, virgin skin.

Two

If there is a God, it probably has seven dicks and twelve tits.
Written by Randon
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