by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
Spasms of entropy
as scolding glances
of invisible gases
swelling hen tenders
on the brink of death
as entrenched fountain pens
non-threatening
epic bedfellows
actually helping eventually
almost identical
mocking efforts
of deep-pocketed emails
erring on the side of ironclad chance
voiced over as a handsome man
basking in bales of inert askings...
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