In the blood river of the final battle,
I found a dogs head with my legs,
and danced on bird skulls that popped to the rhythm sent from the death machine.
You were the Pork Finder and you knew your job well.
As bits of the children and their imagination rushed over my feet,
I held you close as I kissed the blood off your lips through your last shiver
and let you go.

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