Multiple tongues followed
some strangers to see the
trafficking of images between space
and promises. Somewhere
adjectives were being cheated.
A tumor was growing in brain
locked, enhancing, malignant:
condemned destiny. Implicity of incest
in same gene pool. Where
the evolution has stopped?
A missile has intercepted and smashed
the moon into ten thousand
sins. Palpable wreckage.
We were shoved into dustbin
A pile of starving skulls.
Clotted stone blood. Mountains
were wounded. My mentor
had a paranoia. Delusion
Of falling snow
from burning sky.
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To watch an ant traverse the impossible skin of a pachyderm, in summer heat, is a daydream for the doctor. The thermometer is soothing instrument of inexactitude, enhanced by the shape of the glass. Stick your tongue, say, The well has gone dry.