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Pulse

 


I bob with the water down
through the woods
and endless structures;


white crests
hook my jaw as snakes
move up my arms and legs,
tongues feather my chest.


I'm filtered
through newly unfurled gills
of a primordial shark
as it regurgitates shards of glass.



God's vagina clenches behind me.





There is no anatomy; no design.

Only the primeval darkness
turning within itself, grinning
at a star.









Written by MrAlptraum (Mr A)
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