by Suzán Jiván aka Mom-Mom Suzán
for Kenny, Jimmy & Eric...
Lingering over achy phrases
as sophisticated domains
gone crazy sounding tacky
like tasteless reality
sung ruefully as husky and bluesy
flotsamy and blubbery
with satirical fragility
and random casualties
grotesquely hackneyed
as wannabes with prominent scars
on ornamented bodies
of found objects
like epoxied hierarchies
of possibilities at least initially
as anomalies involving
bleaching and teasing
coexisting arguably
as wiry wigs of irony...
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