i’ll never run a blurb
blob
settling for a hog
hugging foregone
invasion
under war stars glittering
beneath a whirring camera cotton candy
buzz saw
mysterious
intersections
attaching themselves to UFO
brother and sister nail gun
before too long
we’ll avenge our barnacles
at least until urges return
sporting military fatigues
behind antiquated tanks
thirsty after microbes
and catching a glimpse