a singular desire
to drive into the dirt
no lust, no gluttony
we’re free as algae
in a suburban desert
a fast food high
we swipe at peeling paint
swat away flies
the crawling milk-fed
squawking cream-filled
hominids
ids
Krait, Kristin Hersh
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