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Humid Death

Sri Lankan atrocities along with pangs

in my stomach make for right now

in the humid

 

perceptions of moments in non-requital

lead painted tree on a plastic cup

 

Sri Lankan war atrocities at the zoo

the cages are neglect abandoned tigers spit metal

spots so sullen

no one knows what to do

sinister simians shake

the tiger and I will pounce on you

 

strip down the child caked in dirt

execute them