Sand moon over the Aravalis
I count nine ways to make an egg
The blond hirsute pig
roots roadside gutters
discovers no tuber
subsists on detritus
Pursue! even unto destitution
May sustenance strew refuse
Enough in the dust to keep you
similar
twin!
Who knows but when the angels visit
I may need a heart
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