Pig destroyer

Tentacle

Pig destroyer
bitter aftertaste of every exploitation chokes me like a mouthful of spiders,
crawling in or out i don't know but i kneel to the gods of nausea in moments
of reflection upon what i stole from a fifteen year old girl and not even a
thousand seasons of rain could wash my leprosy from her body.
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