A Modern Song
I see heaps of
rotten garbage
with flies and
mosquitoes,
I hear noisy
sexy songs,
I smell stinking
odour,
I eat latrine-
worms,
I touch broken
rusty
machines,
I think of
profusely
urinating
on basils, lifting
a leg like a dog
and I tear
sunflowers to
pieces.
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