Monday, February 20, 2017

Colony Collapse Disorder


I flushed my masculine
product down the tubes
‎All four eyes
one at a time

Sequence preset to concrete
If boundaries = death
all threats ascend
to the power of verse

My analogue queen
is Miss Recognition
the beauty contestant
who lost her aesthetic powers

Beyond cognition
My jealous god skipped
ahead to read backwards
Let’s drink to Heimlich maneuvers

Out with it Dear!
I was yours
truly an oddity
in search of an end



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