by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán
Pushed up
against one
originally from
a moment
to catch up
to almost none
madly shaking shillelaghs
and crudely dragging a dalliance
becoming seriously messed up
in a quirky send up friskily blending
enviously eminent forced confessions
of emotional divestments
with funny senses of self
in the center of obviousness
like bioluminescence
as remote-contolled
consciousness
in genuinely clever
genuflections
with pressed-on
vinyl letters...
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