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Sep 2018
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
Johnny  Noiπ
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Johnny Noiπ  ... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...
(... ∞oπ ~☉✎♀︎₪ xo∞ ...)   
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