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Little Poem #5

Dungeons of Human Progress


A fresh latex glove

Inserted its piteous branches

Into the forests of expired clones

The erroneous race is here,

To modify evolution itself.


Magnesium rabbits

Biodegradable rats

Telekinetic resurrected dodos

But what is to be

Of these critters,

In the shiny metal cages?

– These illogical humans.


About Black-Eyed Fetus

A literary rebel with a cause.. It's the only good fight there is. "I yam what I yam and that's all that I yam."

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