I.
Crunched up in the corner loft,
Hands entrenched in his deeply
Greasy hair, filled
With potency and vehemence. I stepped
Through the mud on the ground,
And looked into
Its eyes-
II.
One large head, on which whose
Appendages were attached,
Took his arms and tore open
His mouth (making fluorescent liquids
For the naked men in the river filled
With vomit and pink and green sludge
Which oscillates around and would be fed
To crying unborn fetuses in front of a large
Black obelisk, which orange birds
With cut out eyes sat on)
Allowing for the entrance
Of humankind. On top of the
Giant creature’s cranium the cut out
Sections of his head which revealed his
Nerves displayed a lone circus tent where
Men and women laid and
Bees took honey out of your eyes
And tigers mixed oaths with flies
In piles of limbs.
A large man with a
Painted white face would and will
Smile kindly
While carefully eating the flesh
Of beings once considered
Alike.
By Tyler St. Amant
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