rot
coils
inappropriately
after
so long
on a
shelf
a
cogged corpse
of
wooden &mdashes
hanging,
I rather think
flopping
around
after
reanimation;
certain
pieces
must
go back to
the
jar
I farm
where
others
do funerals
they
ought to
donate
more!
my
entertainment unit
used
to be
a
robot snake
in a
milk crate
that's
all
it
frowned all the time
&
became depressed
even
while guiding
one's
soldering iron
over
its belly
it
tried to show appreciation:
a sack
listlessly
remodeling
itself
like a
grimace
grafted
into a
towel
it has
passed away
I'm
still going on
the
concept of heaven
and
God: bending
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