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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,…
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Ode 2 @ Slumlord
Guillotine altered its gadgetry to include recycled windows, With paneling leased And cared for by a slumlord. Though the slumlord Was unaware he’d sacrifice his neck To unite warring tribes, The onset of global unity Is war. Closed doors hearken for stowaway insects, Who plant their fangs Into equal flesh As if they were Americans …