Feeding Hair
Allowing skin to breathe, held out forever
targeted audience never hearing the end
cash on delivery on time, wasting infinity
drinking off the job rightly curbs this dissonance
minding elusive children with a righteous slap.
Underlying complications, over intricate coffee
birth names sleeping through grace of conversion
curbing information on pain of execution
the bloodied wind calling out for comfort.
A few drops of rain won’t kill you. Watching afar
at a ceremonious drowning, vacant interest
bloodied salvation at a moment’s peace
final redemption at an aeon’s notice
resurrecting the hardship that none cares about.
Figure-expanding clothing remains a turn-on,
allowances made through shoe-horned gratitude,
speaking some language fluently for now
silently watched these moves, deriding, hard.
Under cover of pizza, bulldozed as things go,
nourished unto death, feeding the right
not needing diaries to keep track of faults
continually disappointed over model types
excuse for mediocrity waving opinions around.
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