I am the living factory
of energy dispersed
ash, gas,
cadavers melting away
and the steaming piles of cow manure
It would not be so bad for them,
the two legged walking sticks.
Had they no derivatives of internal combustion
they would not be fuming as they are,
choking as they surely shall.
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