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Casey LaRue
How long has he been
sitting parasitic
near your heart?
Months, or years even...
He has been growing inside you
like a repulsive fetus.
Out, damned knot! out I say!
Through the port
the constrictors sail,
binding and crushing
until the blades will dive in
your warm fleshy pool
to run out on a rail
the poisonous monster
who threatens you.
And he may one day
come for me,
but we will be ready.
My heart is too big
and my mind too sharp
to let him repeat
his Shermanic march.
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