if a stylized grit can be packaged hyperphagic like
a knot beyond drawn imbecile
cloned dreams walk further than a tire blossom
a northern spire crumbles elegantly under no pressure
I drip
never considering the impositions required to untie the great intrepid adversities
of annoying myths
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craters widely challenge the might of noxious winds
towards unbelievable makeshift stylistics - none
born equitably - none stationed at the bunker of
derisive power - I
blame the stewards of demonstration, their
lights unfocused, and
punitive, and
just effortless enough
to be surreal
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dribbling powders
complete the incision
a nowhere is born
beyond the changing
I steam like a broken apple
under the gate
interpreted then, is
jangling keys
a frozen banana
a sky under attack