Ink
cut and ruminated into circus fossils
by
Pedoplant's animatronic O face.
The
shopping trolley of the meta-apocalypse
stuffed
with numbers ballooning on top of numbers
in
the style of El Chupacabra tased
beneath
the UFO-scape's streetlights.
Jerk-radio
Freud-frogs wavy as an
erection
on its commute to the
Taco
Bell urinal's strange eyeball romantically
unfrozen
in a marijuana blaze.
Well,
snakes have hatched on the online
disease-sea's
swelling periodic table on
which
a corkscrew-cocked raccoon stands
laughing
like a screaming stapler. Twee
doom-doodle;
your cancer's migration dependent
on
mawkish gravity. A wax piano beaten
with
chains of endless data simulation.
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