Earths’ Knees

I walk through the crowd
Everything’s so loud
Eyes burn my flesh
Teeth bared so fresh
from the slaughter,
Earths’ a debriefed hunter.
Knees, elbows, fire,
Defertalised soil;
They’re all existential.

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