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Retort the morning rooster wail.
Eyelids weighed down by lashes soaked in gasoline.
Closing creates a spark.
Ignite, sight, stay up all night.
Celestial sponge drifts weightlessly through red-bulb rooms.
Grip tightly and release the dirty secrets detained.
Sandmen waiting patiently on brow,
But soon found dead and dried to ash,
Couldn’t stare any longer.
“Stay awake but don’t blink and try to forget how to think.”
Creation, friction, eyes glisten,
Lashes stiffen into sticks.
Archaic fire, put out by saliva; spit.
Dust off,
Blow cartridge,
Float in a prenatal goo.
Dull frontal lobe,
Cove of drain dry eyes,
Tired and whimmer dim notions,
Push potions like charity,
& leave it on the counter for the customer to see.
What is progress if you’re swept up with a storm,
and what is virtue if you find yourself ignored?
Shoddy, try-hard, give up, bullshit.
Shoddy, try-hard, bullshit, give up,
*ad libitum*
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