(c) Nicole F. Hall 2004
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| The Feast of Humanity (c) Nicole F. Hall 2004 |
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| The humanity of humans, when not utilized, begins to decay, shriveling up - doom is the day. Rotting, corrupting, corroding and molding, the worms from the earth come out to play. They dance and then feast on their morsel of delight, self-consuming lust sends them off to flight. Only to land on more defecated waste, stuffing themselves till bile comes to their taste. Mating, reproducing, generations of writhing worms gather 'round to wait for humanity to shit out another mound. | ||||||||||||
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