Lore
we don't care about
the demons
of old, the ancient texts.
they are just scrolls
in a gift shop.
but when we met
the source, with flaming eyes,
we knew we had better
not bottle and sell
his special snake magic.
Artificial (2)
they have propellers
and rudders
and, if that's
not enough, their bow ties
turning in the breeze
like windmills.
they move forward,
face
like us, smell like us,
but decidedly diverse.
Sternum
he woke in the morning
a light pain
that grew into a larger pain.
by noon, when the other
emerged from his chest,
he was too fatigued
to call it by name.
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