Degenerate Mutation from Anthropobscenity by Straight Panic

Young mutant boy,
found him in the ruins
Skin, alabaster smooth and ruby red
All scars and radiation burns
Three fingers on the left-hand
Seven fingers on the right
Ice blue eyes watching from the rubble
or some semblance of now rotten DNA
compels him
The last frayed strand of mammalian instinct
Sterile from the radiation
But also disease free
Diphallic and mute
No reason not to fuck
Two walking corpses, banging together
like pieces of flint in shadowy rubble
Blood-flecked spittle on cartographic flesh
Black semen between my fingers
There's no reason to speak
There's nothing left to say

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