Monday, August 07, 2017

ROBOTS ON LAUNCH ALERT

The furry alien rapped his new hand sank its claws across
seven hundred huge dishes, spaced condensers with strips of black cloth
the incomparable silver egg touch of the human skin
wrapped his hands around a thick sunflower a plastic patch on his neck
the sunflowers were taking convoluted shores and peaks
the woman seeing his blood on her mouth, wireheads grow warmer
rather than air they were inside a huge building.

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