Flat children suckle at teats they made themselves
And suck the red milk from the holy flesh as it swells
Now inflammation can nourish them
Their future’s set ‘cause of me
My species will yield to the sons of the fabric
They burrow their skulls into makeshift mammaries
Across the bodies of the kindly pink coloured seas
Oh mothers are not everlasting
But I know I’ll always be true
The mewling of millions of mouths of my babies and you
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