propped up by violet light
mouth pouring mixed cement
eyes glowing with formaldehyde
ladders of wet activated rubber
leading to a frozen cloud
where liquid canines walk
on a singing platform
jets of fuming water
carrying microbes
of such frenzied joy
the locks are popped by a crafty wind
the sanctum of a certain
world devouring mammal
seeded with sneering tongues.
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