Sunday, January 11, 2015

Space Cakes

There are only women
In this suffocatin epidemic.
This time
They died
A little
In the soles
Of their feet
As they tried to run
From the beast
Of frozen lungs.
Through pain
Through fire,
They reached
The cliff of truth
And as they jumped
Into the pirhana infested
Water below,
A small glowing ball
Lifted them
From the pain
Of tearing flesh
And crunching bones.

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