• Vol. 07
  • Chapter 11
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DIFFERENT MILLENNIUM, SAME SONG

They say that devils shadowed every soul
as the Black Death tore each from the flesh,
dealing with the desperate
eager for release
from the searing agony
which writhed within their chests.

Now the demons adopt a different role,
summoned to our homes to spout ganache
of mulched science: guesstimates
and measures to grease
paths to future dowries,
assuring that it is for the best.

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