the sieve and the sand

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giant

the machine

poetry

i am starting to believe
that there is a fine toothed machine
that’s eating all the plants and trees
and it will set its sights on me
and it is feeding off my dreams
of big and scary evil things
of which i cannot quarantine
or properly concieve

September 8, 2008 David X. Hugo Tagged evil, giant, machine 10 Comments
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