When You’re Craving Something Real

And this is where the hypnotist

would twist and crawl on all fours

upon the beige and peeling walls

and whisper in Latin, yes, yes


this is where your history lies,

predictably close to where

she marked your destination

on virtual maps with copper scarabs.


The exorcist speaks in tongues

then licks the beetles off her back

with iron maiden precision. Yes,

that is almost where you are.


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Hello, fellow bundle of nerves and flesh! I'm a simple little being who's half-poet, half-scientist, and all gelatinous chaos. Sort of like an illogical marshmallow. If you'd like to learn more, please seek out the "First Impressions" page. Thank you for the visit, bundle friend.

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