August 6th - mewithoutYou

Perfumed neighborhoods/graveyards the breath feels like

Flies in my lungs, voice like ambulance

Sirens whose light floods the ground

(«Praying mantis spreads arms"said the lines of whose palm?)

Skyline shifting like clouds became «airplane descends»

(Fade to scenes on the ground)

Human foreheads all smashed, foreign cars upside down

Insect mouths open wide I stared down a huge insect

Bright red-glowing eyes

(Does it feel wrong to say a thought «metastasized»?)

Legs on both highway sides

S a i d i n s e c t w a s m e c h a n i z e d !

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