Its orbit elliptical,  Its surface red and bright;  The volcano on its surface spews  a liquid white –  A mountain is falling apart and  being made new, on your face.    The planet rarely strays from its roots:  Deep hairy follicles infected,  Oozing with new matter  To make this planet,...

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  • July 5, 2016

I exit my dorm Gasping for fresh air. The hallway is full  Of suffocating fumes.  Damn coolers.

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  • July 5, 2016

All of creation From the primordial pool To the dinosaurs  To the mammoths  To us, Homo sapiens,  The intelligent species, Happened by chance, An improbable miracle, Of stars aligning, atoms colliding, Your parents meeting, And making you, Only for you to sit In my fucking seat, Asshole.

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  • July 5, 2016

Neither my joints nor my bladder function anymore, and my face is more wrinkly than my Very Wrinkly Scrotum. But I have one last wish: You, my children, must join The Slant.

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  • July 5, 2016