How much do you think you can purify

with flagellation and broilers?


Carry through night

with a wintry guise.

Flick the guilt off

your meaty spine


with whips wet in the shrieks of lambs.

First is birth—inherently dirty.

Clean yourself.

Brush up.


Prepare those salient ribs for divine maws

with your favorite barbecue


more sucrose than home.


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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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