Purple buzzing blow flies
about such bodies
strewn
each mouth
that's open pried.
To respect
the things that
you won't
touch.
Dead folks
mostly
crackers lay.
Education
came at
such a price.
Pried open
mouths that are
and who
is free to roam
across the
shore.
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