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Film and Television Rights: Self-Portrait at Conception




Opposing pawns have barbed arms
to hook and hold their enemies.

They care nothing for long travel.
I am about to happen. Their

job is to attack outsiders—
the fittest win. This evolved—one

must win. My molecular chain’s
first initials will read ATC-

ACT, which is: adenine,
cytosine, etc.—gumbo

made by armies battling to enter
a soft egg. I curl up and sleep

to make the Great Nothing happen.
When I wake I fret, strut, destroy.






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