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start-
ing from one breath and
a sharp loc-
us, unwitting choices
spew chaotic
albeit genuine sp-
ume and in that
bedlam levees over-
flow and lost words plash
onto feral shoals, syn-
tax prematurely ashore
and wound up, tense
as the one that got a-
way
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flinty skin slaps quick fix
on public eye targeting chromatic
plenum: astral scattering
of plumes, crayolas melted
on basalt midnight. exiled
ghost inks reckless glyphs depicting
one penultimate scam or other,
sharpens fetishes in frost-free
outer space. swords deftly sever
links between glittery saint and mock-stone
shrine. likely tickers ponder focal
points of punctured wrecks.
dervishes breach their zeal, twirl
the feverish dust.
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