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Dec 1
a thousand boring gazes akin
to bugs crawling under the skin
they seek out all voids within
each crevice a home to live in

the persistent turbulence proceeds
each apprehension plants its seeds
lay the eggs, the progeny succeeds
as maggots, upon weakness feeds

and with their growing infestation
brings a constant buzzing sensation
decaying flesh―a crumpled carnation
from inevitable discorporate predation
Luscinia Axiom
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Luscinia Axiom  22/Gender Fluid
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