The apex is thrusting
pushing it all out
pumping and pumping
never stops, not once
if life happens
it thrusts
if all is still
it thrusts
pushing and pumping in rhythmic sequence
selflessly
anything you think, it will push through
out of your mouth
it will push it through
make you live your words
like truth
you’ll live them like an animal
just adjusting to whatever weather shows up
weather just shows up
because weather just does
and weather just is
Run for your burrow!
if it’s collapsed, you’re exposed
roll over and let the lightning slap your belly
slap you down it will
it’s an angry thing
bolt of blue
Rorschach your insides all over the ground in funky shapes and hues
It’s a bird!
It’s a dragon!
It’s a demon!
Definitely a demon.
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