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**** up air/it's raining sweat

we're all shape shifters.

 

we

         put on weight

and

         give off heat.

we

         spit on the sidewalk

and

         **** up air.

 

holy ****

                  do we **** up air.

like they stopped making it,

                           or something.

 

and when we sweat

it evaporates into rain.

 

in the

             composting

           blast furnace

              of our guts

we

         reduce and deconstruct.

we

         take the good

and

         turn the rest into ****

 

and we apply this same

learned approach

 

to our fellow

shape shifters.

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Written by
amir
American
Published
Jan 19, 2011
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