Eat a piece
of Cake Foh I’m missin’
to be which
me || extra material
soothesaid as
soothe does, but what riles becomes.
It must
interest most sex parties here
that now and
none, or forced a beginning
(to bandage
the dying) – where force comes from,
be it
ambivalent god or hallowed
beings shit
washed upon a shore of shit.
Or somehow
shat. Consider who we are:
debris from
the ocean. Consider
what we
could’ve become outover dead
Rhesus in
experiments gone haywire.