by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán
The less
seems
like more
or less
now and then
as stage-fright lessons
like quirkier developments
replete with pre-texts
like sad sacks
in the first act
for toetappers
hoofing it
all over the map
like site gags
inspired by
one-liners
time lapsed
as the crow flies
over love triangles
being pirated of privacy
by killing time
sorely needing stream-
lining however dry
on the upswing
while showboating
and scene stealing
simply by switching
into rehashings
of history
unimpeachably nodding
off to sleep
with a syrupy blink
lacking in equilibrium
disarmingly relaxed
engrossingly over reacting
to the happily-ever-afters
of oxymoronic heirs
on the morning after
with total abandon
having been head-
butted by linebackers...
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