I

she cosplays as human

but vestigial dark plasma

long percolating,

now seeps

through

random pores of her pink flesh

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II

she stays out of sight

tries to sleep it out

if she wakes, emerges,

pretends again

she bathes, launders the blackened-wet sheets, conceals the spots, incessantly blots, covers most skin, resumes the plot,

renders feed and feed and feed

all,

while

unceasingly pondering assimilation,

or subsumation

to decide which event horizon she’ll breech

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