Casting the bones
Knucklebones like megaliths in miniature
Scitter across the tray
Cat shitting in the litter misses, most doesn’t go in
Undersea seeing Christ’s sandalled feet, his sacral meat near to Galilee
Walking alien across waves per prophecy, I’m sick as hell needing lozenges
Poems sausages two things you don’t wanna know how they’re created.
Alchemisland 
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