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from foxholes and atheists and so forth. by Hey Predator!

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two cheap lovers walk home one night hand-in-hand
past frothing jacuzzis brimming with worn womanhood,
mouths mingling in the shadow of the gymnasium
sweating out its sins into streams chartered by spent mannequins;
stumbling drunks singing proud as the poor, nearly dead,
wade through shit in search of axed presidents’ heads.

happily forever after, let’s forget
what we just witnessed there.
let’s just play pretend.

“such the heat teen fiction breeds.
god bless those fragile mourning doves!
with time they’ll trade their fading hearts–
forsake the very ones they love–
for the commodification of.”

luxury, the poverty of perspective, is blowing lines
of elephant tusk dipped in white diamond
on the starboard side of a yacht,
chasing mortality with shots of the commoners’ blood.
his children are gone, have left him for the allure of
the auction block, for the love of selling themselves off
as commodities for corporate executives to fuck
pregnant with wish, want, and lust.

parents’ convention: the question?
“well, who do we want to be?
how will we redefine the post-nuclear family?
we’ve got to raise these kids up right.
we’ll start a little nursery teaching every vegetable
to believe in immortality.”

“at least it’s a belief.”
“yeah!”
“i think i love it!”

“it’ll help them all sleep and make christmas a treat!
they’ll consume like young fiends with no regard for dead leaves!
and be so wet with lust– and high on elephant tusk–
that when we ask how they feel:
‘i’m immortal as fuck.’”

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from foxholes and atheists and so forth., released October 30, 2010

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