Friday, June 7, 2013

fifty food radscorp

I slept all day

they gotta let me go

so I kick

a fifty foot radscorpion

out of my way

it strikes

and I wrench off

the poison teet

and feed myself

I'm no blood addict

they call me poison drinker

and I am a mortal

but not a man..

anymore.

'Where is robobrain now?'

I wonder.

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