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| ice 9 spreads now, black exoskeleton of a lady bird beetle famished butterfly on a steel stalk polluted pollen drifting through chained prolific sacrifices backwash of ballup and then metal bile rises mortar bacteria seals mercury fills long, green veins there is no cure, there is no hope it spreads like a maternal jellyfish it spreads through libertine burger zealots it spreads in giant salsa parades it spreads on bologna and cheese-mobiles it spreads between the teeny cheeks it spreads inside the teeny bellies it spreads and lyophilizes and kisses us good night. |
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