Never mosh with grasshoppers. Worst mistake of my life.
They’re like werewolves minus a cicadian rhythm —
instead, it’s social. A folk punk concert is their full moon.
No teeth needed for infection – only bristling their leg hair
against yours. Did you know there’s only so much
grasshopper per grasshopper a grasshopper can sustain
before it says “fuck this” and stops being a grasshopper altogether
and becomes patient 0 of a plague? Next thing you know
you’re high on serotonin, falling out of your dry skin with them
naked & neon on sudden wings
streaming with a sky blot of them
like caution tape against the wind.
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