to consecrate
blood naval oranges
milk and butter
the toil for
the promise of abundance
praise and thanks
to the trees and aphids
the long line of mutants
from uninhabitable hellscapes
that made it through
kept cilias wrigglin
sorrow only matched by resilence
cumming right before the belt sinches around your neck and you die from asphyxiation
Sacrifices like this can
Sacrifices like this can offer no afterglow.
here is poetry that doesn't always conform
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