A brain full of spaghetti squash
that cracks like rocks in the breeze
inside bones that smile like fragments
and melt into the earth.

Noxious fumes of perversion
are inhaled by all the clowns.
Carnival rides and pink waterslides,
that lead to the vulva...

...at the the end of time.

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