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Little Poem #5

Dungeons of Human Progress

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A fresh latex glove

Inserted its piteous branches

Into the forests of expired clones

The erroneous race is here,

To modify evolution itself.

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Magnesium rabbits

Biodegradable rats

Telekinetic resurrected dodos

But what is to be

Of these critters,

In the shiny metal cages?

– These illogical humans.

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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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