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Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium…

I ain't a bald primate

That tongue does not relate

Man is done

The ape is dead

Lungs of the planet on a golden thread

I ain't debating

I'm a mushroom, ok

I spread like lava

Rise like bread

Currency of decay

Amongst my kin, I extend acidic salutations

Exhale the dust of seasons

Inhale the breath of civilisations

I grip with devil's fingers and stroke the green curtain

We, the thoughtful element

Dumb rock

Unthinking ocеan

Network of the wood

Tannin of the еvening

Synapse of the bush

I disappear amongst my kin

Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium. Mycelium…