[little finger]


Both have glass eyes,
chips of putrid perspex.
See, helpless?
Hide back in your shell
Revel in that personal glory;
A job well done. Childsplay.

Want some?
Close your little top hat mouth
while you're eating,
Freak.

Every last one,
Swallowing their silhouettes -
dolphins in the ring.
dolphins
in
the
ring.


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