two moo
black and white
cold and creamy
rare and juicy
cow
jaws
i cannot see
for it is dark
i've been
eaten by sharks
hunger pangs
sometimes
i forget to
eat food.
don't you
hate that?
reflection
they don't know
that your eyes are
mirrors, that you
can't see
voicebox
whisper, whisper
speak, speak
yell, yell
don't say anything
it's louder
YOU ARE READING
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