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[after Snails' poem, "Salamanders"]

"You will, of course, insist upon your own choice--
to dwell in a place of silence, sheltered from all noise

(even the sloppy kisses of two playfully naked, long-haired boys):

to you, it is all cacophony,

that makes your life seem like a travesty

marred by the most incessant treachery.

Then will come toward you the crawlers, to teach you dread:

as you toss in fitful sleep, they will emerge from under your bed;

to feed upon your blood to their fill, until they almost burst;

and this is just a foretaste of the hell to which you are cursed."

Starward