Poetry

My interest in poetry comes and goes. I haven't written anything for a long time now. Everything posted here is old.

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Rubber Meat

With their dirty little mouths
they take it all in.
slurping
gnawing
tearing.

There is a haste to it ...
not a calm ingestion,
but an utter consumption.

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