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Green Genes

Why don’t you build yourself any higher temple of flesh?
These grounds are disgusting
But your pores are starving maybe we can feed off of conversation
Hunger drives us close to the corpse
And impure thought drive us closer to feeding them
But this is just how things are, complex
With these gnashing teeth their pointing fingers are unforgiving
But I don’t know when the next time is that I’ll be eating