Inhuman Swill | Blog | William Shunn
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Why is my blog called Inhuman Swill? Because you can unscramble the pieces to make William Shunn.

Raaarrrr

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I come to you, love,
like a zombie in your thrall,
hungry for your brains.

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Butt

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stubbed-out cigarette
moldering wet in the sink
on the Paris train

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Woman in burqa
Pushing her grocery cart
Texting on her phone

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Almost fall

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Squirrels chasing each
Other up and around trees
Like on Benny Hill

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Haiku

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sleeping puppy feet
pressed against my human toes
twitch in doggish dreams

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Winter haiku

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Snowflakes ride updrafts
in Brownian reels outside
my twelfth-floor window.

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