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From: Radiohotline <radiohotline@disroot.org>
Date: Wed, 20 May 2026 18:28:08 +0000
Subject: poetry and thought

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             <p class="date">May 2025 - prompt: "space"</p>
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+	<div class="poem">
+		<h3>I ate my friend</h3>
+		<p>I ate my friend today<br>
+		It tumbled around my palm<br>
+		I raised my hand and swallowed it<br>
+		Sucking it in like medicine</p>
+
+		<p>Cruel hours pass before me<br>
+		A shadow lingers silently<br>
+		A dog is walking on a leash<br>
+		My bitten maw ulcerates</p>
+
+		<p>Later we’ll play and we’ll find out<br>
+		What our endless chatter will be about<br>
+		But that won’t happen, it is now clear<br>
+		Because I ate my friend today</p>
+
+		<p>Tomorrow still, no one in sight<br>
+		Not in my shit, not under light<br>
+		If I ate it, we're tied like laces<br>
+		A knot I tore with my hands</p>
+		<p class="date">May 2026</p>
+	</div>
+
+	<div class="poem">
+		<h3>The Heat</h3>
+		<p>Quadruplicity breeds invocation<br>
+		The poke hangs shivering<br>
+		Like a cordial hand offering<br>
+		You an umbilical cord for your troubles<br>
+		To rejoin the womb that fed you<br>
+		To nourish every deprived cell in your<br>
+		Bloodstream, screaming for the shot<br>
+		The tourniquet tightens in anticipation<br> 
+		It twitches and turns and tries<br>
+		It bursts<br>
+		Like an unfolded book<br>
+		Like a vacuole in a lymphocyte<br>
+		Like a gangrenous leg at a train station<br>
+		It bids hello<br>
+		It greets goodbye<br> 
+		It treats a magnanimous hole in the skull of those whose fluids fly<br>
+		High<br>
+		The rush, it invades, it breathes<br>
+		It pulses, it pushes, it stretches<br>
+		It awakens you into a reverie<br>
+		It calls for paléoanthropologie<br>
+		The cannibalistic wish for a soul to settle<br>
+		To settle into a flat bedding engraved<br>
+		Engraved in the depths of the ocean that<br>
+		Ocean that dries in the sun and brings<br>
+		Brings to you a saline undercover boss<br>
+		Boss of the schools that steal vacancies<br>
+		Vacancies in which we know<br>
+		Quadruplicity breeds invocation</p>
+		<p class="date">May 2026</p>
+	</div>
+
+	<div class="poem">
+		<h3>The Impossibility</h3>
+		<p>yourlapsekatulunandestusyunimkanlugu</p>
+		<p class="date">May 2026</p>
+	</div>
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