having learned no treatment exists
for our tissue-eating virus
(which soon will have reached the braine)
perhaps there is yet time
for one more weird lament
for the people we know
and for those to whom we meant no harm
for the butterflies
and the long-eared rats
that live on my farm
for the visions delusions and dreams
that made life fun
right up to the end
although they never took effect
although some of them did
just as the
VERY
LAST
one
(caution:
nuclear-hot asshole
take shelter)
shall perhaps have done
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