by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán
Percolating nominations
in pink and lavender painted
as lax personalities
like candidates of gaming
in multilayers
among a core fan base
difficult to duplicate
during a holiday hiatus
as peculiarities of pedantic galleries
painted within a hair's flickering feeling
of gimmickry, straightforwardly silly
while jockeying for position
within lunchtime buzzes
of dozens and dozens
pretty much done up as snubs
by behemoths of libidinous
sad-funny comeuppance
cathartically hard to concoct
hypnotically clean yet creamy
mimicking heart beats and breathing
in a bluesy debut of brushed drums
and strummed strings while mustering
robust celebrity bubbled wunderkinds
playing the numbers unbecomingly
overrun by perfunctorily
plush oxblood clutches...
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