The End of Everything

we have stood for days

in the slick and

the crunchy. some

of us on four.

some on three.

some on two

legs.

yesterday, Honey went into the place

where we get needles

in our asses. I stayed

in the truck and thought

this might be the end

of everything. i think days

passed. when they came out

the Bald Man said:

279.

later, he said:

4000.

these numbers seem large.

none of us have that many legs.



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