Regurgitated Splendor

Floor dressed in red paint chips; the same color 

Scores toe prints lounging on passage to further their destiny.

Water bottle is empty. 

Stepped on and it erupted a sound, unique to plastic crinkling.

Reality bargains with images instilled along airwaves,

Deteriorating molecules to petals breaking

Off the stems.

Rain-drops.

Confetti.

Hubris displaced the stars, and consequently created life from their remnants. 

Sleeping galaxies purported their dreams to fill up blank consciousness, streamlined 

Into living rooms.

We march over waking life 

And watch 

Chimeras pose 

As excuses

For empire.

Published by akcola

AK Cola is a pop-culture war veteran.

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