Space Pig

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I stepped inside

The space hole

into a tub of pig’s blood

Smeared in fumes of red

grotesque and demonic.

I swam for help

Flames erupted

Inside of my dream

An explosion took place

The tub of blood blew to smithereens.

The shards caught my skin

But bled not

I gathered there had been no mortal sin.

I watched for signs

a clue to my misery

But it was all a dream.

Because when I woke

The night was still

Cast in a stroke of blue

The fire

The blood

The bathtub in space

My fear of Sin

It had all been a deadly joke.

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