wtf pwm

neo antho zoic

P. Edward Cunningham

a human walks up to a human with clothes on

we like it that way

a gun slowly rises from the marshes

(your beard will kill the rabbit)

a bridge takes our guns and our blood to the membrane

she and she have sex on a mattress

they run off slowly from the other humans and their brains

a woman's lips on a woman's breast

the town factory opens its mouth of chasms and

kills the last white rabbit