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The Korpsman

His tongue climbing up her sleeve

Mother’s down there

Praying beneath the leaves

The Korpsman

In the early morning fog

Lying face down

In the middle of an empty town

Human probe

Human probe

Last night dripping on the floor

Secretly secreting

Secretly secreting

His tongue crawling under the door

Human probe

Human probe

Last night dripping on the floor

Secretly secreting

Secretly secreting

His tongue crawling under the door

The Korpsman

Face down in red dust

Where the water recedes

His hair’s coming off in tufts

The Korpsman

Making lecherous plans

Smelling tulips

The vaccine in his hands

Human probe

Human probe

Last night dripping on the floor

Secretly secreting

Secretly secreting

His tongue crawling under the door

Human probe

Human probe

Last night dripping on the floor

Secretly secreting

Secretly secreting

His tongue crawling under the door