praise your followers for
their taste in hatreds
they’ll need them when
it’s white knuckle time
for who can say who
is wholly human
skinwalkers all you must
commit to your bits
lose your unshifted shapes
no more being two-faced
fan your flicker of conviction
into a parade of torches
erect memorials to the truth
and charge admission
every bait comes
with a barbed hook
tie the most flagrant flies
to land the leeriest fish
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