I will become your bull, with the head of a man.
I will become your animal film.
I will become your horned tenderness towards.
I will become your failed synthesis.
I will become your transit speaker.
I will become your bull, with a bull's feet.
I will become your tracer bullet over the city.
I will become your labyrinthine heart sound.
I will become your graphological eye.
I will become your waymaking.
I will become your bull, with a furtive sound of bullness.
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