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And there was a booming above you

That night, black airplanes flew over the sea

And they were lowing and shifting like

Beached whales

Shelled snails

As you strained and you squinted to see

The retreat of their hairless and blind cavalry

But I'm starving and freezing in my measly old bed

Then I'll crawl across the salt flats to stroke your sweet head

Come across the desert with no shoes on

I love you truly, or I love no one