Clearly, a song
Of dead
Reckoning.
*
Mind you
These dudes were done for
Before they knew what hit them.
*
Like that sheen under
Mining the surface
Of superficial things?
*
Better let duds determine
What land minds mean
I mean
*
They figure
No prosthetic devices
To carry
Their numbers over.
*
In addition to body
And fender
Men, we see ambulances dance,
Romance languages languish
In agony, white Anglo-Saxon
Whores ply spare
Automotive body parts.
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