" Within the Breech of a Codpiece "
by Suzán Jiván, Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán
Resurfacing starkly
by seriously zeroing
in on the point points
of inaccuracies
while ticking through lists
on the fringes
of murky legacies
with anxieties on the rise
exchanged for the vial
while making light
of illnesses on the climb
by being denied oversight
as seen with the naked eye
like pointed pikes
as shafts of the iron-
clad from days past
akin to departments
of arms at the Metropolitan
as far-reaching
as the compounds
of Benghazi
embroiled in fraudulent
footballs as scramblings
to warn of fungal steroids
within the breech of a codpiece...
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