SMALL TOWN MEAT MACHINES

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They are steel edifices
moving oblong through the heat
wavering in blue sandstorms
eating up the coast

lunging towards the stinging eyeglasses
serading coastline
shoveling in their cold domed mouths
deep haunted abyss

poseidon wash down
poseidon wash down
chug till your throat bleeds
scarlet raining down on me

pop the striped balloon
ripped cigar
tight ribbon'd masquerades
golden ancient aztec box blooming

cigarette burn down small town:
grocery bag
rose garden
dark
dark
dark





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