Why Am I So Terrified?
A flock of gulls wheel
Over a moaning
Pile of garbage
While an eccentric genius
Fucks himself with a dildo
In the room above
A top CIA agent playing
Backgammon
With his niece
While white rabbits
With oozing eyeballs
Criss-cross a field
Covered in sewage
A pervert gapes
At the crescent moon
Which he swears
Looks just like
A collapsed asshole
Across town, a herd of elephants
Tries its best to crush
The overturned minibus
As slowly as possible
Enjoying the feeling:
Their under-moisturized
Grey feet, the
Tourists’ squishy heads
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