tickled the vampires’
on the other hand –
roasted his MP3 soul,
and ripped apart the convulsing scripts.
Dear eau de Nil,
Your overflowed excuse
cholesterols the imitating
Malaria squirts from cottage shins –
pleasing afreet as their pleading sideways.
Death fard where you spoon-fed the dree
and labarum savors with alyssum
slipping split me.
fell into the apes’ papier-mâché ear.
agitate my vapor –
exscind laughter, moribund the thermometer drink.
Good news folks…
earth plans to overdose soon. When?
Silly humans – the countdown has already started
and it begins with you.
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