how often something occurs determines its value
adaptation requires consistent inquiry
what stoma think of exhaust plums
birds to marinate on power lines
what gills sigh in diesel
parched carcinogens
to lick the carbon dioxide
I snagged my first catch when I was six
pole strained
slight expectation
fell to the bottom in
lull of agency
We screamed
gills riggling
what left a body ridged
with blood oozing
out the eye
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