this mortal flesh is such a bore
it eats, sleeps, shits
demands attention
wants care
why not a sphere
why this clumsy assemblage of pipes and boxes
full of sticky wetness
i'm hungry, i've overeaten
i can't sleep, i can't wake up
so much administrative hassle
for a container
hostile negotiations
underwhelming compromises
just for a chance at dignified death
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