my love is like a dung beetle -
rolling u over over over again
until u come back to life - like
likeness; where seeds come from,
rolling over over over until
the dirt is alive; boy meets girl
in the corner where she squeals;
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
dung beetles roll sand into seeds
by taking feces & recreating through
ancient [technology] reverse
engineering nature down
to the microbe [dung beetles have the
plans they are the builders; why scarabs
were sacred & cats & women:
drawing blood yet living, killing,
burying, giving birth w/ blood;
cycle repeating, rolling over over over
Sep 25, 2018
Sep 25, 2018 at 1:08 AM UTC
my love is like a dung beetle -
rolling u over over over again
until u come back to life - like
likeness; where seeds come from,
rolling over over over until
the dirt is alive; boy meets girl
in the corner where she squeals;
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
dung beetles roll sand into seeds
by taking feces & recreating through
ancient [technology] reverse
engineering nature down
to the microbe [dung beetles have the
plans they are the builders; why scarabs
were sacred & cats & women:
drawing blood yet living, killing,
burying, giving birth w/ blood;
cycle repeating, rolling over over over
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