And he tied
her up in her own hair and watched her writhe
and milk around her warm and creamy eyes
how she cried
he whipped them all to dust and burnt his pride
from the flagpole, at the top, he watched them die
And he rode
he drove around with her til she broke
and the prototype she was began to bloat
and her heart swelled up with steam
and wandered 'round the car
She talked to men in hats and grinning stars
she said where's ours?
In a box
wrapped tight around his feet
he heard her scream
and the blood began to boil to his knees
and she gnawed
and she sawed
nipping at a dead and leafless tree
he was petrified to sleep
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