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Tumor

By Tamryn Spruill

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Little Nobodies wing past

In the wee hours of morn

On way from Bardo to

Rebirth. Awaiting a host to

Implant life, orgasms galore.

With ova and seed, they’ll mate –

Gestate, and then be born.

But no being lolls here, for

My glands are immoderately worn –

Unused, yet terribly shorn.

 

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