Like a hedgehog you raise
your spines.
I bleed unbitten.
The sharp polarization
starts a brutal war―
on changing genetics.
The editing of human
behavior with a streak of desire,
goes for lip therapy.
Unimpressed I remain,
after the chlorine attack.
You cannot burn the spirit.
Your tactis anger―
the sparrows. They are migrating
to marry another summer.
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