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Mar 2018
Humans:
Large sacks
of flesh;
****** bags of meat
Encased in a thin, stretched
filmy layer,
Like sausages.
And here I am,
An evolutionarily pre-packed sausage
Stuffed full of blood, bone and fat
Ambling around
Like everyone else
Indignant to deterioration,
Ignorant to the passage of time
Eventual collapse of functions.
Immune,
Even to love.
Little Wren
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Little Wren  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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   Louise Ruen and Jim Musics
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