I am the hot dog of The Universe,
pecked to pieces,
tasted,
scratched, and
tossed by rats of the gray sky of the blue planet.
Oh pigeons of doom I hate thee.
Let this be a murder-suicide.
Let my gears enter your entrails and
CHEW CHEW CHEW you to pieces from inside out.
Losing focus, my lights still on,
I crawl back to the plate,
until the feast of me is over.
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