Tricia McMillian (mango_organa) wrote in torturedartists,
Tricia McMillian
mango_organa
torturedartists

"and then"

fort thou frog doth love
she wilt wilt like fall
he wilt find thous cream
and they all live happily ever after

robots burst into speaker bits
wires, fires, niggers, beasts

(hot eyes and cold hands connected, we begin to houl. each detail of his face wobbles with the movement of his winds. Dry, burning breaths gasp between shrill cries. Our hands come free and flail with our sharp words.)

oh robotic reptiles
shine thy boots on sunday
attend your synagogue
looking sharp
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