| I’ll be the fox by the road I am,
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| enormous & evolved. |
| A predatory mass, in the dark I am unseen
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| Me dripping oil from my tail & my,
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| eyes are through the fumes; |
| yellow as the arc of imagined LEDs.
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| I leave a path in the snow little,
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| rainbow diesel paws, I devour the smoke that erupts from all exhaust.
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| I make a dash for the median,
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| there’s a banshee searing past,
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| everything is light and it’s noise and I reach the grass.
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| My eyes are wide & my teeth dropping,
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| straight out of my skull, they clatter on the road anatomically displayed.
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| I am as lithe as a vine as I,
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| whisper up the verge, I am almost up to the shoulders of a horse.
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| Little Sea Anemone, pool of rocks,
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| why’d you see, an enemy I cannot?
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| Could there be, a more heavenly artifact? |
| As pure as that?
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| I sleep a while in the dark of a,
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| warehouse by the sea, I am now as giant as the sun I used to love.
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| My limbs are shoots springing forth I am,
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| impossible and black, and I can feel the gravity rushing into me.
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| I feel a pull on my fur and a,
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| hundred tiny hands, I can feel the men and the women clamber on.
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| They will embrace me tonight as a,
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| a father and a son, I will carry homo-sapiens through the night.
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| I can not imagine the things they did to you.
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| I can not imagine the way it feels for you.
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| I can feel the gravity rushing into me.
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| I am but a hole in the fabric of the scene.
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| I was but a drop in the ocean all along. |