<- return

Know that you're going to explode

There’s a chasm in downtown Europa
Where we’re crawling around in the darkness,
Slug-bodied and puking slime,
Waiting to turn into butterflies and skyscraper monsters.
So when you feel the wind on your face, estrace warrior,
Know that you’re going to explode.

Fucking each other we’ll die right here -
Cumbrained, nuclear wombs filled with technodemons
Squirming under crypto farms fueling
Fascist pigboys in gamerwear and carnation crowns.

They’ll wait for us
And when I die I can only hope
They choke on my tender cuts and toxic wine.

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8/2021

[Also seen in ROADKILL AGORA]