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Exterminator

The exterminator is a god
leaning down, 
gassing the earth,
pouring his chemicals in.
He chuckles, his bald head
gleaming,
bringing destruction to the tiny
hive that has troubled us.
It's almost easy to feel bad
for them, watching 
the pump of liquid,
knowing the acid heat,
listening to him brag
to the clouds,
his work is finished here.

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