A tilted model
of a digestive system
Hanging in the corner
On a dilapidated wall
Of some remote school room.
Roadside,
Without windows,
Locked at the front -
Dust ridden.
That is how
Overexposed
We are:
Hanging inside worn-out space
Among sattelite debris
In some remote corner of the galaxy.
Spinning like food.
A coin tossed in the air -
Lust ridden.
Except -
The veins of the body
Look horrendous
Than the surface of the earth.
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