illiterate slobs soaring overhead
crowding channels
glutting overhead streams
their devil-talk
falls to earth
it is an irritant
but it is even a toxic return
of our own tumores, our own
blasphemous radiation
with no more altitude available to them
they swarm the outermost sphere
choked at their cognitive limit, lacking
the mere imaginative power
of space-trash, debris
which goes where zero gravity
and no humanity
shall go
the irritant has invaded
all our speech
choking off spiritus
corrupting even the incorruptible song
of mimus polyglottis
who even now
with wide-awake sarcastix, merely recites
'thanks a lot'
'thanks a lot'
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