He was so pretty
That illegal immigrant
A knocked shelf life
Up high
Snapping up flies
A buzz and a stink
Round tired eyes
I grease you and swallow
You struggle in your birthing sack
Black hair slickened glistening
I am still listening
The birds are captive too under the empty wires
There is a lid on the sky
I heard the word 'asphalt'
Why should I shuffle words
Till the viscosity holds?
These spider's webs wearing me as a skin
I grease you and swallow
You struggle in your birthing sack
Black hair slickened glistening
I am still listening
I have a little tiny tear
As in hernia of light
The canvas appears bright
But it lies
Flattened and trampled
Horses and bayonets
The dumbstruck thickening clod of minds and blunt teeth
Said
I grease you and swallow
You struggle in your birthing sack
Black hair slickened glistening
I am still
I am still
I grease you and swallow
You struggle in your birthing sack
Black hair slickened glistening
I am still
I am still
I am still listening
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