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Feb 2018
Fat fleshy fingers,
Palpable prose,
Liquorice for hair,
Button for a nose,

Milky teeth,
Muscly tongue,
Wet *****,
but only one.

I am a cow,
I am a pig,
If it weren't for my blood
I would be a twig

Please cut me up,
or swallow me whole,
Do for me what I can't do
now I'm old

Forget that I'm in here
forget me all
I'm not really in here
empty glass bowl
glaze
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