Long poem: maze style
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We are the termites.
We are the termites.
We are the termites!
Workers of Eden’s might!
We are the hunger
within bisexual minds!
Tombstones are not
what we deride…yet!
Bite! Bite!
The life, all naked and fat!
Gnaw branches in the sky!
Deceitful, insane!
The jaws are your waves, yes,
jaws are your seine!
Burn your bark, scales
Hey, babe! Get in the Baobab!
This deep hollow can keep
your swollen soul too!
Hey babe, listen to the whisper
of сlawed paws in a gap
There inside, we are such...
we’ll be better to…!
...
There the heat from words
sticks together with aftersound,
Heat from the friction of dreams
smolders with morphine!
There, in the darkness of all that’s underground,
Between coals of birches all drunk with pain
Our evil is born of sin!
Why else are you born in this hellish pit?
Spores and buds will shoot out and pierce us!
All round the clock! Not need to discuss!
But if you’ll reach for warm roots and first letters…
Eat it and swallow! Stronger and better!
Our shrines are the ghosts
that were stubs of matter!
But if you’ll stop in a fit of doubtfulness
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