By night vision
I saw something
under my old trandem; a creature,
mostly hair, gnawing at a black
pudding, a mating call something
between wonder and melancholy,
and I’m sorry, I looked at it again.
under my old trandem; a creature,
mostly hair, gnawing at a black
pudding, a mating call something
between wonder and melancholy,
and I’m sorry, I looked at it again.

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