Rotting Factory Read Count : 141

Category : Poems

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Burning forefeet singed coressing piles of delightful silk. Dancing hazey gaze upon the trickling drops upon the tounges top. Stuck. Bound by liquid sugar cane, and yet by perception, worth the wait. Caressing. Engine running. Rat and mouse dancing in the oil rain. Pitter pat the claws scratch against the metal trap. Engine running. A Nest. A feast. The taste of bloodly cherry pie dropped in by the careless creatures. Sky shut. Clastrophobic destructive impulse causes for an escape. Engine crying. Rat poisoning. Another night of Social conduct, and another night in Our rotting factory society.


Artist- Jayden Niezgoda

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