Placid creature standing in your dune field
Placid creature standing in your dune field
With one more day of grazing before the slatted trunk
And when it comes, you will go
And when it comes, you will go
With quiet dignity
Across the yard
Up the ramp
Into the dark
Of
. . .
. . . trusting critters
going to meet the final man with nothing on your face except for that familiar beauty
and he will eat you because he didn't look because he didn't look he didn't look
and he didn't look
placid creature
standing in your dune field with one more day of grazing before the slatted truck
placid creature standing in your dune field with one more day of grazing before the slatted truck
placid creature standing in your dune field with one more day of grazing before the slatted truck
and he will eat you
because he didn't look
because he didn't look
he didn't look
and he didn't
and he didn't look

and he didn't look
and he didn't look
and he didn't look
and he didn't look
and ejaculate
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